I never thought I had a temper. Even though I would sometimes get angry.
For a number of reasons, all justifiable.

It’s guess it;s kind of funny to me now. I really did think of myself as a calm, collected and cool individual.
I was also told too how I’m calm, collected and cool.

So why would I get angry? I told you, it was justified.
I’d get outraged about something, something important.
I was being righteous.

This was of course when I was younger. Not sure if my bride would agree with my depiction. Or my kids, or anyone else.
Sometimes I think we are 3 individuals. The person we think we are, the person others think we are and of course the person we really are.

I think I felt I had to be angry because it proved in my mind that:
I was an adult.
I was tough like my dad.
I was someone who had strong opinions.
I was the person you needed to acknowledge
I was the one person you did not want to offend.

But now? This is where I am in my life.
I don’t want to be outraged.
I want to be happy.

Why this reflection?
Well I always thought I was the calm, unflappable one
As I mentioned, I only get angry in a righteous way.

Until the other day, when my mom told me why my dad used to worry about me. I was curious to know. What did my Dad worry about? I mean about me?
She said He was worried about how I’d get along with others because of my temper!

I was stunned! Never would I have ever guessed that!

I told my wife, my kids, my friends. Anyone who would listen and reassure me.
they all said uh yes, you do have a temper. My kids started making up stories that I couldn’t remember.
Sure that one trip to California when I lost it and drove off. I did come back after I found my way back.
About an hour later, there they all were, sitting on the curb.

Life lesson #717 – never storm out of restaurant whose name you don’t remember, in a strange town driving away without observing street names, landmarks, identifying object etc.
Because you will get lost.

OK that aside, Sara started it.

It wasn’t until my brother broke my bubble. I told him what mom had said expecting him to say it wasn’t true. But he just looked at me and said well yeah you always did. Have a temper.

Wow, I honestly thought my dad was worried that I never took things seriously. At least as seriously as he would see things.

Maybe he was right. Maybe all the temper pointers in my life are right too.
I don’t know. Just because everyone says the same thing doesn’t always make them right.

It’s funny how a little family introspective reveals things I’d rather not acknowledge.

My resolution this year?
Stop the outrage.
Be happy.

And just in case my kids aren’t making this up.
Apologies to all those who felt my temper rage.
Except for that one California trip. Sara really did start me up.

Now I leave you with this.
Peace to you all.
and with your spirit.

#muchmoremellowJT

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