These are stressful times. Every couple of days, there's another story about a out-of-work parent killing his children and then taking his own life. It just happened again in a trailer park outside Seattle. Usually, these stories make me wince and I scroll pass the headlines quickly.
I'm discouraged that the killer is invariably the dad. It reminds me of my father's ugly Irish temper. It makes me regret all the occasions I've been frustrated, angry and impatient with my...
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