(June 24, 2019 at 4:54 pm)Shell B Wrote:(June 24, 2019 at 9:13 am)BrianSoddingBoru4 Wrote: I can't see that it makes a lot of difference is the comfort is real or imagined - comfort is comfort. I don't view religious comfort at death or at other times of great stress to be some sort of balance sheet with the rest of theism. If someone is able to die peacefully due to their faith, all well and good.
Probably the most significant event in my life was the death of my father. He was an atheist who died peacefully, but I was hammered by friends and relatives offering me religious comfort (it was well know how close I was to Da). It infuriated me - not because I thought religious comfort was foolish or useless, but because I wasn't able to avail myself of it.
Boru
I find myself jealous and angry at a lot of things right now. I wish I believed all the Heaven bullshit we're tossing around. I hate really old people because my mom's only 61, as of today, and she can't even eat, drink and barely is speaking. I'm annoyed at my cousins, because my mother is the first of eleven children to die, and I think it ought to have been one of the older ones first. I hate some of my aunts and uncles for the same reason. I'm definitely a jealous and angry person. C'est la vie.
Death is fair (just one to a customer), but it isn't always justice in the eyes of people left behind. My father wasn't just a good man, he was the best man I've ever known. I know some utter shits who are older than my father was when we lost him. To this day, I look at some of these people and think, 'Neddy Shannon's dead and buried, while hateful gobshytes like you keep breathing.'
I can thoroughly empathize with your feelings regarding your mum.
Boru
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