Losing My Religion

We ended with graduation from high school. But there is more to explore. I had gone from being super-overly-honest, to being frightened of going to hell, to feeling watched all the time and feeling guilty (about what? I don’t know), to being betrayed by a so called Christian friend. Guilt…

After the first two parts, we are now up to 6th grade in a new town with new people. To recap a bit, I was a “good” girl. A quiet girl who would rather read than do anything else. And we got read to at bedtime up until I was…

This is the twenty-eighth post in a 31-day series, intended to one day be included in a book, Letters to My Son. These are letters to my 27-year-old son, Eric, whom I placed with his other family through the Spence-Chapin Adoption Agency immediately following his birth in 1995. 28 August…

I was always a bookworm. My love for God is what pushed me to continue in my efforts in piecing the letters and sounds together so that I could ultimately read. I still remember the moment I figured out that I could read. It was Sunday service, and I had…

Losing My Religion: In this story I want to explore the demonization of religion in our society and its effects upon our communities. The pictures in my story where all taken of churches in the city of Lorain, OH. In an area of only a few blocks in the heart…

This is a response to a prompt in the Isolation Journals created and curated by Suleika Jaouad. Growing up, I never really considered myself religious. I mingled many times during my life with the idea of accepting a God as my own, but I never really reached that space where…

In the past, I’ve been told it isn’t a good idea for me to write about about religion. But I can’t help it — I’m drawn to spirituality. It’s a huge part of people’s lives. Here in Canada, only 23.9 percent of the population claims to not have some sort…