I really wanted to respond to a lot of the negative (and positive!) feedback I’ve been getting about my previous posts on atheists over at Friendly Atheist…(Sorry - I can’t do a link as I’m on my phone… )…however, my mom called me this morning to let me know that my Grandma died late last night. So instead of sitting at a computer telling people to calm down and realize that:
A) I spend a TON my time with atheist activists as I work for 4 different atheist groups…
B) I was being very tongue in cheek
C) I don’t particularly like being called demeaning pet names
D) My friends really do talk about this stuff in bars, and I’m in my early 20’s
…I’ll be busy with other things
Anyway, I’ll do some quoting of their (surprisingly) angry comments later (which I believe strengthens a lot of my ideas…) But for now I’m in a car going to a small town called Glencoe to be with my family.
I’ll be there until Sunday, but will have internet access and will hopefully be online tonight to write about a few more things. Big *high five* to Tyler for his first post (the one on paranormal) - so far its much more tolerable than what Pharrell was writing, and interesting. So thanks Ty for that, I look forward to more of your stuff in the future.
I know a lot of people who I’ve been friends with for a long time read this site - many of whom probably met my grandma (grandma kaye, not glenda) so you’ll all be ‘happy’ to know she slipped away very calmly and in peace. And everyone’s first question is “how’s your mom?” - she’s fine (as fine as she can be) and she’s got three kids to hold her up when she’s ready to stop being so goddamn strong.
I’ll be around later, just later than I wanted to be. (I’ve been pining to write replies since like 1 am this morning!)
I just want to finish with a couple things I’d want everyone in the world to know - my grandma was phenomenal. She had cancer like 7 years ago, and even durong her chemo she was still delivering meals on wheels to people younger than herself. When I went to see her in the hospital last week she told me she had been doing exercises earlier that day. Her garden was always in top shape, and she never stepped down from what she believed in. That woman faught harder for her life than anyone I’ve ever know. She was by far the strongest person I had ever met in my life, and if even just one ounce of her strength and courage has been passed down to me I’ll have more than enough to make it far in my life too.
I won’t get too sappy. Have a good day everyone.
