I have begun a conversion--or been led to it--or whatever. I read theology all night and try to get to mass every day. Nothing in particular set it off, except that my support group was driving me insane and I decided that if I spent my life worrying about my feelings and nothing else I deserved what I got. Besides which, I was in danger of losing my faith because I hadn't put God first--before you-know-who--gorilla man---for a very long time.
I am learning so much, and it is delightful. No, I haven't stopped suffering. No one does, really. But it's like wandering into a forest, getting deeper and deeper and seeing there's still more to see ahead--and it never ends.
I am actually making a lot of quite wonderful friends here. I went to a very good modern jazz concert last night with my friend Kelly. I am starting to feel better than well. But I miss you all so much.
