Me and my mother sneeked inside and we prayed for a while. I hadn't been inside a church with her for so many years. And there was always tention between us because she forced me to be in the church while I was unwilling.
This time it was different .Although I had to swallow my pride big time because she was right when she said to me that a life without the religious feeling is not a full life.
The 1st of January me, my mum and my daughter we visited the second church of my childhood. It was so emotional for me because my teenage daughter was forced by me to come this time. History repeating.
The photos were taken after the service .