A couple of thoughts on road rage:
1. I knew that I was getting well when I found myself getting angry at drivers again! That kind of loss of perspective only comes to those not consumed with thoughts of dying.

2. Although I am not particularly religious I heard a very good sermon at a local church during my recovery: The preacher told of how one evening he was going to have dinner at the home of a church member and carrying in his car a big tin dish of lasagna prepared by the church kitchen. He said that because he had to drive slowly and carefully to keep from spilling the lasagna, cars honked, sped around him and the drivers generally got angry and gave him hell. He said, that he could have used a sign in the window that said "Lasagna on Board".
The point, of course, was well taken. As we drive and run and walk through this world, we have no idea what the person next to us is going through at that moment...for all we know, they are on the way to their mother's funeral.

On the other hand, if I still have my edge, then at least I know that I am alive.

Danny G.