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Cushing's Awareness Challenge - Day 16

Happy Easter everyone!

I spend a lot of my time with family.  Whether it's my mom, who I spend most of my free time with, or extended family, I typically enjoy spending time with family.

Today, about 30 members of that extended family are going to be getting together for Easter.  I do not celebrate Easter in the religious sense (although, typically it is a very religious holiday).  I have a hard time with faith.

My grandmother is a devout catholic, she even spent time in a convent as a teenager.  My mom was brought up in the Catholic Church, and I attended church regularly as a child.  I always had a hard time matching my love for science and faith, it seemed to me like the two things didn't really mesh well.  I stopped going to church when I was a teenager, and now don't go at all.

It is hard for me to justify that the things that have happened to me, like illness, were on purpose, or
"given" to me by some god.  I know lots of people who find faith in challenging times, where I feel like I lost what little faith I had.   My grandmother is always praying for miracles, but I don't believe they exist, at least not for me.

It is easier to believe that I was unlucky, and this didn't happen for any reason other than some less than ideal genes.


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