A Few Words About Religion
I was not raised Catholic. My family attended and had been lectured to in Presbytarian churches and for a short time, Unitarian, but I converted while in college once I started going to the old St. George's with my dorm roommate. It fit me like a glove and I felt at home there despite my ignorance of the exotic rituals and prayers everyone else knew by heart. When I say that I am Catholic I say it with the caveat that I am an American Catholic , which is to say I do not agree with everything that comes out of the Vatican. Sorry. I have no issue with homosexuality. Love is love, and people are lucky and blessed to find it wherever they find it. I believe that priests should be allowed to marry and that women should be accorded more prominent positions within the church structure. There's more, but let's just leave it that I realize the Pope is not doing a little jig everytime I open my mouth and declare I'm Catholic. For the totter to that teeter though, I've been t...
Oh, no! I empathize. Drink, drink, drink. My urologist recommended beer, so I'm just passing along her advice.
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ReplyDeleteWell, this too shall pass (pun intended...).
Very nice photo metaphor.
ReplyDeleteHope you are feeling much better sooner than later!
OH, NO!! I'm so sorry to hear that.
ReplyDeleteTwo knee surgeries, a shoulder bone that was just shaved to give me room in the inflamed capsule, 2 natural childbirths, one back labor aided by epidural, one wicked concussion later, NOTHING is worse that the kidney stone I had some 18 years ago. I am a water addict now. Never never never want to go through that again. Pass that little demon! That's what I'll be praying for when I light a little candle for you this evening.
(((Hugs)))
Hubby and Daughter have both been through that pain. So sorry!
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