It is not that I consider anyone, including myself, right or wrong. It is that I have realized a place of abstinence of religion and worry; stress and capitalistic wishing, celebration for the sake of “looking good” and genuine enjoyment of what I have and who I am; that is causing me for the last time, to say goodbye.

But I learned in the month of August of 2026 that I am not a recluse, for that is a spiritual term to me. And I do not want anything to do with spirituality anymore, though I am a spiritualist and stated a time or two in my ministry how if I walked into Church Buildings, I would be an atheist after what happened to me as a Protestant.

I think the fact that my mother’s sister went above, and I know they will heal one another from how hard it was to be their family in San Antonio, Texas, has changed me.

Anyway, elsewhere on my blogs the philosophical view of losing the soul idea is being brought forth and I am choosing that NOW.

But I am also recognizing I will never be able to forget the pain in my life, being the type of person, I am, I was, and I will be.

I left messages with My Son who loves me. And my middle Son asserted that indeed, Mom, you have apologized enough.

In other words, I am fully blamed, guilty and nobody can release me from my own memories of this life, and so I am teaching myself to live in isolation.

It is easier on my family this way.

I love you,

Cara Coffey

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