What do you miss about religion?

[Delmette2.0]

17. Nothing, I miss nothing.

When I tried to join a Lutheran church in my new home town I was asked to serve in the nursery on my second Sunday. I didn't know which child belonged to their parent in case of an emergency and was left alone with no backup for 15 children.
I wanted to hear the service, get to know people, not be stuck with their children. I never went back.

Twenty seven years later when my son died from complications of Muscular Dystrophy I had a friend crying uncontrollably over the phone, she had met him once. And a cousin who sent her page long poem about heaven with streets paved in gold. Neither one asked how I was or his brother, or his grandmother or my sister who is very close to me and my son. It was all about religion. They confirmed my atheist beliefs.