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First of all, sorry to all of you who have been waiting for another instalment of SF saturday. I messed up, things didn't get written and I let you down. Yes, there were good reason for it, yes some of them hurt, but all in all I would have liked to cheered both you and myself up a bit by actually finishing and posting the damned
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I lost my mum at 18. The bottom fell out of my world and I was in a deep sucking void for a long time. Life carried on but it was hard. Dad died when I was 24, my best friend the year before that.
The one thing I quickly realised is that they are gone. The rest of us have to deal with the shit that follows. But they are to be remembered for what they were, good, bad, mad or sad. They were a part of me and I adore them still.
I'm a Christian, I make no apologies for that. But I'm not uptight about it. I write porn!
I do believe I will see my parents one day. I do believe that life is for living and bitterness about their death won't help. So no floaty angels for me. Just memories of my father flirting with anything that moved and my mum going to bingo with her mates.
I'm not sure thats remotely useful but hey, it's my view.
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I have no problem with christianity, or nearly any other religion (which is quite a long list) just the denial of self or others that I seem to be running into more and more. Most of the time a persons religion doesn't even come in to play... Just the person themselves. But I ranted about that already.
I agree with what you said though. No bitterness and no floaty angels. Makes thing a lot better and balanced out than having both.
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