I came out of my hypnotic trance about a week ago. It turns out that I had started that construction company’s operation up again. You know the one that builds resentments on three floors and is fully furnished? My stepson and his bride who live with us had me burning inside about every little thing humans do and that I can find fault in.
I started to realize that my heart was sick because I can’t feel love when I am resentful and there are so many things that I love about my stepson that I sometimes forget that he can’t read my mind and submit to my unreasonable demands. So, I had a change of heart, and love makes resentment disappear down the drain it belongs in.
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