I'm such a ogre when I'm tired

Ok, I admit it. I'm a real ogre when I'm tired. I expect too much and get frustrated when I don't get what I think I want. Then I somehow turn that back on those around me.

I stink when I need sleep. I say the stupidest, most petty things, and expect others to take them seriously. How did I become such a creep? I don't know, but I don't like it one bit.

So why do I have a family who loves me? God is gracious, that's all I can say. He blesses me most richly when I least deserve it.

I'm sorry. Those for whom that was meant for know who you are. But don't accept my words. I hope my actions can say I'm sorry better than words, because I'm a big talker. My words are as cheap as the air I breathe. I'd rather just shut up, not say a thing, and at least stop from making things worse...

Thank you, family, for loving your ogre...