Friday, October 9, 2009

General Conference

Last weekend was General Conference. He goes every time.  And he really wishes I would go.  If I experience it, maybe I'll feel the urge to convert.  He swears that isn't what he's doing. But he takes these little overt swipes and I catch them on the end.  Then I mull about it. I have a cousin who has decided that what is wrong with our relationship is our difference in religion.  She's the same as him.  We did have ONE conversation about it and she turned it to my dad.  If I got over my dad issues, maybe I could see the true religion.  It wasn't the religious talk that irked me, it was the bashing of my dad.  I know he wasn't the best person but he was all I had and I don't need a stranger bashing on him.  I can do that on my own.  That's what upset me but she took it as her religion.  I think she's one that hides behind religion so she doesn't have to face anything else.  This weekend is fast Sunday.  I don't want to go.  I find that I'm going more than I want to.  I'm working on that.  I'm finding my way.  I don't want theirs.

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