"Blow out the candle, smell the flower."
This was written quite a few years ago, my son is now 15 and doing very well. We still have moments that require me to keep a cool head, but nothing like how it was. I still hope my words here can help others: During my senior year of college I had two roommates with whom I still maintain close relationships. One night my roommate Julie and I went out while our roommate Jen stayed in. We got home very late and brought other friends with us. Our friends were being pretty loud and it was hard not to join in the fun. Julie and I would take turns saying, "Sh! Sh! Our roommate is asleep!" Of course eventually Jen woke up and came out to see what was going on. "We're so sorry Jen, "Julie and I said in unison, "We'll be quiet." She managed a half asleep, "That's ok," and went back to bed. The next morning we were having breakfast and we apologized to her again, but she wasn't angry about being awakened. "It's ok, I kept