This layout is a lift of Becky Fleck's found on page 104 of her first book: PageMaps. I was so taken by her candid journaling and couldn't help but scrap this page, after going through a similar and very personal experience, myself. My journaling reads: "I can always remember going to church. As I grew up, it was a place of gladness, comfort, and solace for me. I found joy and happiness there after getting married and seeing the baptisms of our daughters; and I found support and peace after my dad and grandparents died. Then, my sister Cathy passed away, after a very long illness. That was the hardest thing that I had to endure in my life so far. I was sad, angry, and filled with grief. I still miss her to this day. I had trouble finding the solace that I found after my dad died. But my husband‘s father‘s subsequent death was the proverbial straw that broke the camel‘s back, because some of the members of the church used his death for their own gain. We left the church. We have been gone for more than 2 years. Don't get me wrong. We have not lost faith in God. We still love God. We pray and read and discuss the Bible. But we have not found a church in which to worship Him yet. I hope we will, soon."