I seem to remember that my mom yelled when she was angry. She was really sensitive and very thin skinned. It was easy for her to scream mean things at folks that she loved. The kind of thing that you regret later.
My grandmother, on the other hand, was slow to anger and never said anything mean to anyone. These were my two adult role models. God knows I'm sensitive. Too sensitive for an easy life. I guess I've done my share of hollering but it gets easier all the time for me to walk away from conflict. My inclination is to prove my side at any cost. What's the point?
It's not about right and wrong, is it? It's about love. Free your heart and open your mind. Peace starts with you and me.