is something I don’t have much of. In high school I always thought I had some. Even in college I thought I did. Apparently it wasn't patience I had, but instead a bad case of lack-of-a-backbone-itis. And then something happened. I had children. And then something happened to make it worse. A lovely woman named Elizabeth told me that I shouldn’t keep things bottled up inside. From that moment I’ve been like a firecracker. I guess I need to find a balance. I've lost good friends (one of them a sister in-law that I love and miss very much) because of this.
I wrote more about my lack of patience here.