It may seem strange looking back on my youthful days now and how easily it was that I accepted these dogmatic beliefs without questioning. But the truth is that none of us can choose where we are born and the parents we grow up with. With that being said, on 4/22/1983, I was brought into this world as a newborn atheist. Sadly enough I can trace my very earliest of memories back to sitting in crib of some type of you guessed it, a church daycare facility. Talk about being set up for…Continue
Looking back on my childhood it has become clear to me that there were five key people in my religious experience that kind of stood above the rest. These five key people in my life were people that were around me more than any really from my birth to around the age of seventeen. They were in no particular order: Mom, Dad, my grandparents from my Mother's side, and my brother.
I grew up mostly with my Mom and my Grandparents raising me. My Dad made the occasional and always welcomed…Continue