Im writing this post with hopes that I receive honest advice from commentators. Its an extremely personal matter, which for years I kept to myself, but I need perspective & opinions of others, in order to expand my perception. When I was born, I was very ill; born with a hole in my heart, deformed ribs, and pneumonia. Basically, I had no chance in this world, at least according to my mother who told me that the doctor bluntly told her, Stop working so hard to use up the little money you make just to pay for the operations on a lost cause. As soon as you cant pay anymore, your son will be dead, so just buy a coffin. It devastated my mother. It was a rainy day, outside was pouring, but she couldnt help but run out of the hospital, and into the rain, while shedding tears, headed to the location of where a deitys shrine was located. When she arrived, she fell on her knees, and begged the deity, Please, dont take my 1st born away from me. Please, give him life, and I promise that one day he will grow up, and he will accompany me to visit you, and he will thank you for sparing his life. Please, I need my son. This of course took place 30 years ago, in Mexico, where I was born, and Im grown now, and my mother has been begging me to accompany her to Mexico, to give thanks to the deity that she believes saved her 1st borns life. Problem is, I dont believe her deity saved my life, and I refuse to bow my head, and/or pray to deities that to me are hoaxes. But... if I dont do it, then my mom wouldnt have peace in her heart. So the question is, do I stand my ground, and refuse to pray and/or thank a piece of stone, or do I swallow my pride just this once, and do it for the sake of my mothers inner peace?
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 16:13:23 +0000
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