I was not raised in a religious household... my mom says she is an athiest. I was christened Catholic, attended some Baptist Churches when we came South. My mom was very turned off by the Catholic Church, so wouldn't send us to one. Very sparse religious teachings. So, when I had a child, I didn't pursue it with him... My husband was raised Catholic, sang in
My BF1 and I have been friends for about 11 years… we have only had one falling out in that time… a major one, but still, just one… and we are on the road to trying to mend. It has been a long scary road, because we were so close it’s hard to open yourself up to the possibility of that kind of hurt again… and it’s not like a marriage where you are living together, and
So, in my neighborhood we usually just stay close to home... walking or a couple block drive. The people across the street were kind enough to host. There seemed to be a lot of confusion on whether that would be the location, as the wife has terminal cancer and has only a few months, and one person felt she wouldn't be up for it. I had already spoken to her (across st
I finally took the plunge... I just needed a somewhere to place thoughts I don't know where to put. I have a very weird life (to me)... and wouldn't want normal, but could do with out some of the weirdness. I wonder sometimes what "normal" people do... maybe I should move... since most of my weirdness comes from my neighbors... I went to the thing that allows you
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