Great post. For C4H and myself, it was the threat of losing the M. My M is lost, but I can look back on one Saturday, an incident with my son, now 11. An incident that today absolutly tears my heart out. I was such a jerk, I see his little face, tears streaming down his cheeks. I wish I could take that day back. I can't. But I can promise to never let that happen again in my children's lives. That was my step one moment, yes it took the failure of my M to make me recognize my issues with anger, but it was the memory of that day that made me never want to be that person again.
C4H
BTW - Thanks for the cool guy compliment - I know of a few who would disagree with you.
