Once upon a time, a long, long time ago… I had a temper! A bad one. It’s funny to think about now and to tell people since I am so not like I was back then. Now, I pretty much let things roll off my back. I get upset, I get ticked but I don’t blow like I use to. I use to say I was like a volcano, I let things build, and build then I blew… and it was not pretty either. There were doors that were ripped off the hinges because my child locked a door on me, there were holes put in the wall by my fist because I rather patch that then hit someone. I threw knifes (and not in the circus), I picked up kitchen chairs and threw them, phones ….just what ever was there that was handy. I also let other people decide my mood. Someone would pick at me, say something I did not like and I felt I had to have to last word ( I come by the last word thing honestly)…now I just figure its not worth it and I walk away. The question is, how did I change it all. I would like to say I grew up but the change actua...
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Thanks for the comment on my sibling post. It was pretty interesting to read about.
~Sheri
ps...i used my older nikon, i am having some trouble adjusting to the new camera. i am going to the photo center when i have time, i need a little assistance - i can't seem to get the scene setting to work right, especially the micro!!!