Each New Breath

Sometimes I feel like a ticking bomb...just waiting patiently to explode.

I've always been a very laid back, easy-going guy. It's been a blessing and a curse. I've noticed over the last nine to twelve months that my patience has been wearing very thin. I'm not sure if this is because I am getting older and I just need to accept it as part of life or I'm just losing my cool. I've ALWAYS been cool!!!

I remember my mother's father having the patience of a saint. I never saw him angry or mad. Quite the opposite in fact, he was always polite, friendly, and made conversation with all of the little grandchildren. I was the oldest out of the bunch and the time that I spent with him, I remember him being a very gentle man. He always had something positive to say and had wonderful stories to tell.

My mother was the same way. She was patient, loving, polite, easy-going, laid back and always very positive. I never recognized it then, but looking back now my mother was a lot like her father. She was her fathers' daughter, they were cut from the same cloth.

While growing up, people always told me I was my mothers' son. I acted just like her...patient, loving, polite, easy-going, laid back. It's quite funny actually, I now find myself doing and saying a lot of things that my mother said and did as I grew up. I notice it all the time. It's quite mind blowing when I think of it. How much I've grown up into being like her.

I must be in a transition phase in my life...from young adult to middle-aged adult...taking on more of the adult characteristics and setting aside more of the younger antics. A "passing of the baton" if you will.

So where does this sudden anger come from??? Lately, I feel like I'm turning into someone else...God, I'm turning into my father.

...with a careless memory
jake...wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooossshhh!!!