What a year for me.
I'm sure the rest of the world had it's ups and downs, it was one of those years where I simply couldn't avoid the news (no matter how hard I actively try to) and I am a worse person for it.
So I am told.
My atheism became very personal to me this year. How could it not be? Family and friends alike have accused me of moral inferiority because I don't bow to imaginary friends.
Religion truly offends me, but I don't try to start arguments, I just get sucked into them. You know how the arguments go, someone says something offensive about something (women, gays, atheists...pick a group) and I feel compelled to correct my friends. Then they launch into the tired "Don't attack my religion," defense.
My mother and I got into a very strange argument in which she accused me of being just like my atheist brother. My brother who defends the religious on grounds of culture. I assured her that I am nothing at all like that.
My husband says I am more atheist than I was Catholic. I can only hope so. It has meant a lot of misery otherwise.
I didn't lose my faith, I actively destroyed it.
2012 promises to be filled with ignorance, I heard some calendar is running out. Mayan I think. I didn't realize so many people were Mayan...
So I raise a toast to my fellow atheists at large. The world has made another rotation around the sun, and we prep ourselves for another 365 glorious days. Because they are glorious. We have so few of them, but they are ours to define. No guarantees, no granted wishes or prayers...just what we make of them. Tonight I toast to you my fellow non-believers. You have made me feel less alone in this world where 98% of my friends are seriously religious.
I am thankful to you for being you.
Cheers, to you and to another 365 days!