Is everyone in the whole f*@&ing WORLD pregnant??? Do the 972 women pushing strollers past my house every day really NEED to take this route??? Is too much to ask parents getting their babies baptized to do it at a Mass other than the one I'm attending so I don't have to stand their applauding, my heart breaking into a million pieces as I remember the day that very same priest now holding up beautiful babies all dressed in white incensed my son's coffin????
Is it terrible that I have an unbearable desire to take my chair and hurl it through the window as I scream obscenities at the world at large?
(I wondered how long it would take. Apparently I'm now entering the angry, bitter stage of grief. It's ugly. You've been warned...)