Wow thanks everybody...I don't feel particularly graceful in my handling it...I just felt that the lecture I got was the last straw. The thing that really got to me was that the person giving it had the scariest, totally blank expression on their face...so totally Stepford...I knew she fully believed every word she was saying.
I have felt such peace since deciding that I wasn't going to go. My mom blames this person for me not going (she wanted me to hear the talk, LOL which I'm sure I could have recited myself, all JW funeral talks are the same) but I told her it was just the final thing that made the decision for me; and it's a larger decision than just one event, it's a turning point. There is no going back from this.
Maybe this is what they call acceptance? I don't know.
I do know one thing; none of these people have any idea how much that little old woman meant to me and how much I'm going to miss her...and that has nothing at all to do with the fact that I didn't subject myself to their abuse last night.
She never treated me that way; I know in my heart she wouldn't have wanted me to.
Thanks so much everyone, each post here means a lot to me. I told my husband...I can't ever further the interests of any organization that is set up to allow abuse of women and children (and men for that matter) as status quo. Not me.
love you all,
essie
p.s. Czar...I smiled, thinking of your little happy jig for me. I could smooch your face for that, thank you sweetie :)