Pursuing Patience
When I was born, my blood was spiked with a tad bit of Irish. I celebrate Irish lineage from both my dad’s Dunne side and my mom’s Griffin side. As a result, I have been known to have a short fuse. More specifically, the patience gene was apparently left out of my DNA. Now, I do not want to give the impression that I have a hard time waiting my turn in line or sitting in traffic. Those scenarios tend not to bother me, because I can always see that my turn will come and I can gauge that it
