It’s difficult to live a life where everyone is irritable. At my house we sometimes fly into righteous rages that burn hot long after any of us remembers exactly how the fire started. It becomes anger fueled by anger.
And because we don’t remember, we dredge up anything else that we can remember. Forgiveness disappears; even old forgiveness. We use language like, “You Always . . .” or, “You Never . . .” Our words stick like darts on impact, but it’s okay because they deserve it, we think. They need to learn, we think. (more…)