Just Venting!

Just thought I'd vent a little bit today about all the fun things that are going on right now.  First of all I had a great weekend!  I spent it going through my father's things with my sister.  We finally got the courage to go into his room and start going through things.  I couldn't believe the things I found.  I found things I never knew existed!  One of the items of interest to me anyways was a family history detailing ever member of my family since they arrived in Canada from Scotland in 1866.  Reading this family history revealled an interesting fact which I was shocked my father never told me.  Then again, he never told me he had the family history.  Apparently my family settled in a small town in Ontario called Owen Sound.  Now what's interesting is that my family NEVER left Owen Sound.  Every member of my family was born there, was raised there, and died there.  Until my father.  He was the first one to leave the town and I was the first one to be born outside of Owen Sound.  I found that to be interesting.  We also found a bunch of things that I was shocked my father didn't throw out.  He had my sister and my report card for every grade in school.  He had every single birthday card he ever recieved.  He had drawings we did, school projects, Santa Claus lists, everything my sister and I did growing up!  I never knew he was a complete pack rat!  I also couldn't believe that he bought a two year warrenty on a 20 dollar toaster!  But hey that just adds a little character to him.  Now the other thing I really wanted to vent about is the apparent family fued I supposedly started.  Now my family is Catholic, and I was raised Catholic.  I however, now anyways, am not Catholic.  I'm an athiest.  But my father's funeral was a Catholic funeral.  Which is were the fight apparently started.  You see when it came to the part of the service where the priest performs the Eucharist, he gave it to my Grandparents, he gave it to my sister, he gave it to my nieces, and when he came to me I refused.  I wasn't rude or anything, I just politly said that I couldn't accept due to my beliefs.  The priest put his hand on my shoulder, muttered a few words which I guess was a blessing and moved along.  I was unaware that anything was wrong until the reception.  My aunts and uncles started questioning me big time.  All because I didn't eat a little piece of waifer!  They felt I was disrespectful of my father.  After all, I was baptised into the Catholic faith despite what I think or believe now.  I don't feel I was disrespectful.  I don't really understand how not accepting the Eucharist is disrespectful.  I would think it would be more disrespectful to accept it.  But hey, what the hell do I know right.  So now my aunts and uncles are all pissed at me.  I don't know what I can do to fix it but then again, I'm also think that if this is what they are pissed at me for, then so be it.  Be pissed.  Fuck em all.  I've lost my father and now everyone is angry cuz I wouldn't eat a waifer???  I shouldn't say everyone because my sister agree's with me.  Although she's the only one.  But I guess I'll talk to them this weekend or try to since everyone in the family is coming to my sisters house to see if there is anything of my father's they would like to keep.  Or rather not talk to.  I'll try to but I'm sure they won't talk to me.  But hey, that's okay, cuz like I said before....fuck it!