Allow me to share my perspective living in this County. On a regular basis, I find myself having to explain I am not a Christian and it is always very uncomfortable.
As I have shared in previous posts, having suddenly felt as though I was being “evangelized”, I made the decision to leave my hairdresser because the owner of Tranquility chose to spread her faith in her Salon, Tranquility Day Spa.
Here is a story I did not share. My kids had picked raspberries on our property and sold them on the corner of our property. Our street intersects a main road. A very nice woman stopped and wanted to buy some berries. I shared that a portion of the money the kids raised would go to the Wounded Warrior Project. This very nice woman replied how wonderful it was that the kids we donating a portion of their hard earned money to a charity.
She then continued on to share her church, had recently done a fundraiser for Wounded Warrior also. I told her I thought that was fantastic. The conversation should have stopped there in my opinion. It didn’t. Let me interject, at this point in the story, that I always wear my Star of David. In this county, I almost feel like I have to in order to deflect the religious overtures I feel on a regular basis. Anyway, I digress.
