The other day I was angry with someone. My anger was based on an age old grudge my Mom, who died four years ago, held for something done to my Grammie, who’s been dead about 15 years. You still with me?
In writing it out I’m barely with me. Lol!😂
Anyway, I told my Dad and after a flicker of anger in his eyes quickly faded he asked me if I was really, truly burning with anger. I replied my anger had dulled to a glowing red piece of coal.
His sage and irreverent advice was thus,
“If a long held grudge has reduced itself to a small ember, piss on it, put it out and be done with it.”
And I laughed so hard I think I must have peed a little because my anger was gone.