Monday, December 3, 2007
A Sore Spot
Last night, JD was talking about something and referred to our empty bedroom as Owen's room. I about bit his head off and snapped "That's not Owen's room. It never was." I surprised myself with my vehemence. Later, I apologized to JD. I guess I still get really angry when I am reminded of what might have been.
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Anger is one of those emotions that boils up in me slowly and then I erupt. We certainly have every right to feel it right now...
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