One day, when I was a little girl in first or second grade, I made a discovery.  I found out that all fathers are not the same. It was recess time, and a little friend and I stood talking.  I don’t remember what we were talking about. I remember only this one statement she made: “When I want something, I …

I sometimes think that I have been mistreated. When someone says something to me that I feel is unfair, I immediately want to say something back. At the time, it seems to me that I would feel much better if I told the person how unfair they are. But I’ve long since learned that what I may feel like saying …