(Welcome to my blog part 2 of 2)
Yes, it’s true. Now don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t exactly a rebel growing up. About the most rebellious thing I did as a kid was, when upset with my parents, I would go into their bedroom and gently lay their bedside lamps on the ground so that it would look like I was so angry I had gone in and knocked them over. Well, what do you expect? I didn’t exactly want to break them. But I could just imagine the anguish they experienced upon discovering the lamps. “What have we done??? Where have we gone wrong??? Our otherwise gentle, perfect son has gone on a rampage. We’ve lost him forever!!! Well, at least he didn’t break them.” Continue reading
