I'm Catholic as well, I even went to Catholic school for 8 years. I do have patience, so much so that I'm still here fighting for our family. Granted, I become frustrated but my hearts in the right place.
I guess the reason why it is so hard to drop the "anger rope" is because of my upbringing in an Italian family. Yell first, ask questions later was kinda what happened at home. I know I can and want to change, the responsibility is on me. But for the love of God, I cannot stop trying to defend myself when W hurls those painful comments.
I might have to buy Merrick dinner and take him to church for a Sambuca night cap with the Italian priest that married me. I've got to figure this Zen like level that Dawg and Merrick have.
Berto
I believe that dreams are more powerful than facts,that laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death
