No longer

my little boy.
However, in my head, he always will be.  

Every day is utterly relentless.  Every day I find that I experience some disappointment along the way.  Mostly over situations that shouldn't generate disappointment.  I used to be able to manage my own disappointment when I was let down.  However, these days, I am afraid that my disappointment filter doesn't work well.  It takes a lot of self control to resist the urge to speak the words that are on the tip of my tongue.