I was brought up in a certain faith, that my mother and father had been brought up in as well. Although my father no longer practiced the religion, my mother did, and as a result I practiced it too at a young age. I must state that in no means do I judge or condemn those who are still followers or practice the religion they were born into. However, as a child I had many questions and constantly asked my mother why certain things were done they way they were done. She always told me that some things could not be answered and required faith, so I accepted. As the years went by and as I grew older I began to analyze things more and more and found it unfair that women did not have as much authority as the men in the religion I practiced did. This was the beginning, to not only my feminist views on life, but also where I began very much to leave behind the "sheep" way of thinking and adopted my own morals and principles. The thing is, to this day I keep my views of religion to myself and don't feel so comfortable sharing them with my mother. I wonder if I evade the conversation because I feel some type of guilt, or because I think I will offend her with my views and create a barrier between us. I must clarify, that I am in no means a hypocrite either and do nothing that contradicts my principles. Sometimes I just wonder if I am in the wrong to feel that I am betraying my mother and her beliefs. I know the years that will come and the wisdom will allow me to see another perspective in its due time.