It seems to me that the distinction between faith and reason is something of a false dichotomy. We are all capable of believing 'six impossible things before breakfast', and people believe in things that can't be proved all the time. Now, I agree that this is not the same as believing in God (or rather in a god), but I would argue that this is much more of a spectrum and less of a black-and-white divide than is sometimes made out.
I believe in science, in pushing the boundaries of knowledge, in what I can see with my own eyes and touch with my own hands.
I also believe in love. I believe that how I feel about my children adds up to more than just an innate desire to preserve my genetic material in the next generation. I believe that how I feel about my DH is more than just a biological urge to reproduce.
I believe in beauty. I believe that music, art and literature have the power to make me happy, to make me cry, to give me hope.
I believe in justice and generosity, and that sometimes the right thing to do is not necessarily the thing that is to my own immediate advantage.
I also believe in God. Not in a God who issues instructions, sets ultimata, tells me who I can and can't love, who smites and judges and condemns, but in a God who encompasses and helps me better to experience love, and beauty, and justice.
I don't expect other people to share that belief, and I understand totally why people might be wary and disapproving of religious belief. I hope, though, that the people who know me best (and my DH is an atheist, who was pretty horrified when I started going to church again in my 40s, though he knew I'd always been more agnostic than atheist) can see that my faith is a positive, for me, and therefore indirectly for them too. I don't believe that my faith makes me better than people without faith. It certainly doesn't make me morally superior. It does, however, make me 'better' (happier, stronger, more open, more hopeful, more focused on others, paradoxically perhaps more grounded) than I was before I had faith.
None of this is helping Edith though. And there I just wish that there was something more constructive and helpful that I could say. If you're still reading, Edith, I'm thinking of you.