This morning during prayer I couldn't remember part of the morning offering.  It was really wierd because it was during the part that I don't like to say but do so as a matter of ritual.  "God, I offer this day to You, all my joys, all my -----, all my sufferings, all my works."

I got up and got the kids going because my wife didn't wake up.  Our routine is that one of us preps the kids while the other takes a shower and then drives the kids to school. I went without a shower and took them.  While we were getting ready she woke up and started helping but then griped at me for a series of offenses.  I got a little resentful and thought about how I didn't complain to her faults.  I had to resist fault-finding a great deal.  She continued to make demands and bicker with me the rest of the morning.

I also still felt bad about my son not making the All Star team.  His disappointment kept replaying in my mind and I had to make an effort to stop it. I thought of several angles in which to find solace and attitude adjustment and gratitude.

In thinking about these feelings I thought about how my problem is my sorrows not real suffering. I realized that the part of my prayer that I could not remember in the morning was "sorrows". I am grateful that I have a morning prayer practice to get me through my negative feelings.