One Ticket to Heaven Please

I have something to admit.  I don't go to church.  I work in one, but I don't go there.  On Sunday mornings I lie in bed or drink coffee while reading or watching TV.  And guess what . . . I don't think I'm going to hell because of it.  I was raised to think that way.  I went to church at least weekly and went to Catholic school for seven years.  If you total it all up, I have spent more than 1000 hours in church services.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it had no effect on me, but the most influential thing it has taught me is that you don't need to go to mass to get into heaven.  I have seen too many people who simply - go to mass.  Once there, they chat or sleep or file their nails.  They are simply putting in their time.  Making an appearance.  For those of you who are truly getting something out of it - kudos to you.  I do think there are some people who really benefit from a weekly injection of faith.  What I'm saying though is that I don't subscribe to a one size fits all religion.  Spirituality is not a meeting to be attended or a form to fill out.  It is a state of mind and a state of being.  I think that when I die God will be more concerned with what type of person I was and what type of life I led rather than where I was on Sunday mornings.

Lemons vs. Oranges

Today someone told me after hearing about my life that it is a wonder I have the ability to get dressed, walk a straight line and form sentences.  I have often thought about my past and wondered how I came to be an independent, functioning adult.  I have often thought about my present and wondered how am I going to get through this.  I have often thought about my . . . well, honestly I don't think much about the future anymore.  I am an adult.  This is my life.  These are the cards I have been dealt and I am making the best of them.  When life hands you lemons, don't sit there and wish they were oranges.  Live for today and be proud of who you are.  Don't forget about the past.  It made you the person you are today. But don't dwell on it either, because there is no changing it.  The most you can do is learn from it and not repeat it.  As long as you can get dressed, walk a straight line and form sentences, you're doing damn good!

My First Blog

Ok.  So I'm giving in.  I've created a blog.  I'm not sure why I did it.  Maybe to have my voice be heard.  Maybe I was just really, really bored.  I don't know.  All I know is it will be a unique experiment.  To see if people out there in cyber world are interested in what I think and what I care about.  Hopefully, my ADD won't kick in and I'll be able to keep posting and not get bored.  I'm sure I will amuse some of you and offend some of you, but I figure . . . what the hell.  I'll give it a try.  Look at me!  I'm blogging!