This morning Michael (pastor at CTK) talked on anger and i talked to my friend sarah about it, had a fairly decent in length convo about it and then tonight I blew up at another friend...kind of. I'm only human, I try but I'm not perfect. That's the anger part.
The guilt part is I had no clue who JoePa was before yesterday and he was a great man who will be missed by many but I do know who Julie Grusenmeyer was. She was the choir teacher at my high school and the band director at my middle school. It is sad that she died, as she is a mother of two and mother-like to many more. I'm sorry that she died. She will also be missed by many.
The subject of death has got me thinking when I die I'd like people to know I was sarcastic and sometimes just down-right mean but also that I was fiercely loyal to my friends as well, tell people I listened like no one else and I tried to help when I could. Nobody is perfect and I'd like to be remember as who I was.
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