When my father would get into an argument with his second wife Jan — my stepmother — he would, as she told me, grit his teeth and say, “I’m not going to let it ruin my day.”
We (siblings and stepmother) had a surprise birthday party at my father’s home on Cape Cod on his 65th birthday.
At the end of the day, after the guests had left, he said to us that he almost didn’t want to go to bed. He didn’t want his wonderful day to be over.
– posted by Roger W. Smith