Well my friends....my REAL friends...the funeral is over. I can count 5 witnesses...only 5, that offered ANY sort of comfort to me. Those are the ones that I know really love(d) me. My parents put on a good show for the worldly family. Once the day was over they returned to their evil shunning ways. As my mom was getting into her car to go home, I asked her when I'd be invited for dinner. She said, "See you at the KH." I asked my dad the same question as he was leaving to go home and he said, "You know I can't...(a worldly relative walks up)...well, you know the story." He couldn't even finish his original sentence of 'you know I CAN'T do that.' I know that he can and just WON'T.
Also, my mom said that she loved me and I replied that actions speak louder than words. I told her that I'd see her whenever someone died again. We ended up getting into a big argument about the Christian quality of love. She said that everybody loved me but just couldn't show it. I said, 'No, those that comfort you in your time of sorrow are the ones that love you. And they are the ones that know the meaning of what it is to be a Christian. I know who REALLY loves me now.' We discussed the UN and the origin of the WTS. She said I didn't know all the facts. I told her that she was the one that didn't know them because she refused to look outside WTS literature to do research.
Earlier my dad had pulled me aside and told me that I shouldn't be around any of the witnesses that came to my aunt's (not a JW) house after the funeral. I said, "Are you asking me to leave?" He said that no, he just didn't want me to be in the same room with the witnesses because I might "make someone uncomfortable." (Mind you they were in every room.) He was distracted for a moment and I took that opportunity to walk out on him. I got in my car to go home. My aunt came up to me and asked why I was leaving. Thru choked words and tears I told her that I had to go. She asked why and I told her because I'm not a witness anymore and I told her what my dad had said. She asked me to stay and said, "This is MY house and if they're uncomfortable then THEY can leave!" (100 Cool Points for my aunt. ) That was the highlight of my day and I stayed until everyone of the JWs left and then some...until almost 9pm.
I know now that I do have family that loves me and I am welcome in their home....regardless of my "parents". All in all it went as expected. I don't have a relationship with my parents anymore as far as I'm concerned.
Edited by - Fire Dragon on 29 July 2002 9:51:4