My dad told me through tears this morning, "It's ok. No hay mal que por bien no venga." Which means "Every cloud has a silver lining." It's wild to hear him speak like that. His old ways, would have him convinced that using hate to solve problems would make him feel better. But hate only brings back hate and that is an endless pattern of who can be the most unpleasant. That's the easy way out.
I'm not going to get mad, I'm going to work harder.