I'm in a strange place at the moment with this one. I have been a believer all my life but after this year with my dad dying and a good, honest, kind friend dying too, my belief has been shaken.
But then I do think I am in the anger stage of my grief with my dad at the moment too, which I am finding hard. It's not nice to feel angry towards someone who is no longer here but some of the things he did when I was younger are coming into my head and the rose coloured glasses of the last few years have slipped slightly, leading to me feeling angry and frustrated. Frustrated because even in his last few years I wouldn't have been able to ask him why he did what he did when I was younger, as the dementia had already taken those memories away, or he had chosen to forget certain things. I did ask him some things but he couldn't remember. So I feel I will never have the answers to my needing to know.
My ex husband hit me, in the early years of our marriage and I went back home to mum and dad to stay for the time being. Both parents had a conversation upstairs which I heard saying that I couldn't stay there. Neither of them went to see ex husband to give him a roasting. But then they had lived their married life taking chunks out of each other so I suppose they would have been hypocrites to have done so. It didn't help me though and I felt totally unloved. I went back to him as I felt I didn't have a choice.
So in a lot of conflict at the moment. I am invited later today, to a memorial service from the church who did my dad's funeral. But I don't think that I can go and listen to it all today. Plus I don't want to be around others who have lost people too. Not just now.
I sometimes wish I could turn my mind off for a bit, like my mobile or the tele and have a break from my thoughts.
I've made a new friend of a neighbour, a lovely lady, and I have said I will drop in for a cup of tea sometime, so I might do that later after I've had some sleep.
Take care everyone. X