I was blessed to grow up in a home where my father loved my mother and my mother respected my husband. I'm not quite as gentle or mild as my mom is, but when my temper (or "passion," as I preferred to call it) would rise up within me over something my husband had done, I would think, "How would my mom act?" That was often enough to bring me into line. Some of today's thoughts come from what I witnessed as I grew up. https://archive.aweber.com/awlist6425868/L578w