RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | The Small Thing That Ruined My Whole Day

When I arrived home from Sunday morning mass, after enjoying the priest's sermon, I was feeling very happy. Something small happened at home, but I lost my temper, ended up raising my voice at my son, and became very tense.
I had left a small piece of chocolate cake in the refrigerator, with a division in the middle, so that when my son saw it, he would decide to eat one piece and leave the other for me. That was not the case; he ate both pieces. He did not know that the cake was mine and thought that I had left it for him.
Then I realized that because of me, and only me, I had ruined the peace that that quiet Sunday brought. Although I realized my mistake, it was already done. I scolded my son, I got angry, and it didn't benefit anyone.
My chest ached, I felt ashamed when I realized what I had lost, the discomfort I caused my son, but above all, the damage I did to myself. It was too late, and the damage was done. I spent the whole day criticizing my passionate actions.
I just hope that one day, I can think more instead of feeling and getting angry with my precious son, who is so kind, so loving, and so special as a child.