HomeIn the night I write.
So my last post about seeing a Miracle has more depth when you take into context, my beliefs. I do not believe in an afterlife or reincarnation or have any type of religious faith. believe when we die we cease to exist except in the memories of others and even then they move forward and start forgetting. Because of this I live in fear of dying and my husband dying and in terror at the idea of my son dying. When you live like that, the use of the word Miracle is not to be taken lightly. It is faith in the face of having no faith at all. It is being surround by chaos on all sides and not being able to see the big picture where eventually you will see a certain amount of order.
In the day I write.
Am I just an attention seeking whore? If so, why do I feel I need that attention? I am not worth that attention so why do I feel I need it?