And The Door Swings Ajar...

I think I would officially say I'm out of the broom closet.  Until today, I had discussed my new path with my husband, my brother, my in-laws, some with my dad and now, as of today, my mom knows.

My mom was the person I was afraid to tell the most.  After the way she reacted to my husband not being baptized before our wedding, I was sure she'd criticize my beliefs and tell me I was going to hell.  Of course, now that I've come to the conclusion on my own that hell is not a burning pit of fire and I really don't believe in it any other way either, the only thing keeping me from telling my mom was the fear that she might react negatively; my mom's view of me is rather important to me, even if I wish it wasn't as important as I find it to be.

She didn't tell me I was going to hell, although I don't know what she was thinking.  She asked few questions, and mostly listened.  I honestly don't know what she thinks of me now, but I must say that it is absolutely liberating to be out of the broom closet!  It's kind of stifling in there to tell the truth...