Get us being all deep & meaningful, who'd 'ave thunk it?
Personally, another non-believer here. But although I don't believe in God & stuff I like the idea of believing in something. Not entirely sure what though. I once heard that angels leave white feathers as "calling cards" so whenever I see a feather instead of thinking of some manky, bald-patched bird I always say hello & have a chat to my beloved Poppa (crazy made-up name for Grandfather), who passed away 2 years ago. Irony is if he could see me do that he'd tease me beyond belief! None of my family are religious, hence none of us christened. My mum must had a funny turn when I was about 15 & wanted me, brother & sister all christened together. She tried her hardest to bribe us with tales of presents & a party, but none of us fell for that.
The boyf went to a Catholic school & his mum is prolly more Catholic than his dad. She is also the biggest hypocrite as she waltzed off from her marriage onto a string of fellas. The boyf & I have talked religion - I told him if God existed then I wouldn't worship him as I thought he (of course its a bloke!) was a twat (apologies if anyone offended, truly not intention, just my view) for letting all the horrible shiz happen. This strong view came to me at the funeral of a friend when I was 17 who had been killed in a car accident. Another school friend who was in the car attended the funeral in a wheelchair following his injuries. Seeing his family (who I'd known for years) go through that, seeing teachers cry, it was just one of the worst sights of my life. The boyf wittered on about free will or sommat, so I said if his nephew was running towards a road would he interfere or let the nephew have free will & get run over? I just can't understand it. The boyf doesn't really believe either, I just think after years of Catholic schooling its something deep inside.
He also teases me that if we're forced to go to church for whatever reason I have a comedy black cloud that follows me around. That makes me feel warm & fuzzy .
I've also found myself envious at times of people who have a strong belief. Not often, but at times of deep despair (mainly losing said friend & Poppa), it seems to help them. Its not of the actual belief I'm envious of though, just the peace & help they seem to have.
That said if Jeebus, God, whoever has the power to give me a baybee, then I'm in!!
I've called the FC again to discuss my (non)diagnosis & prescription of Clomid - 1st appointment is 9 September!! Fucking hell. However, the receptionist was lovely & said they have a few people cancel over summer holidays to to ring back & check. I have her number on speed dial....
Hope twinks is getting some good news.
bangers your throat sounds delightful!!! Hope you now have proper drugs.
Miss Piggy style karate chops all round.