Category Archives: The Cheerful Agnostic

Expunging Guilt

Posted on October 16, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

Dear Universe, I feel guilty. I feel guilty for a thing that is not my fault, but the fact I shall have the benefit of it isn’t fair either. On the 20th of September, I was scrolling through the headlines … Continue reading →

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A Canticle for Atheists

Posted on June 7, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

From 1994 to 1997 I recited compline every night while I was at school. Within compline is a part called the Nunc Dimittis, it’s canticle – a portion of scripture that is recited together. Perhaps it was the sheer number … Continue reading →

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Mr Rogers

Posted on October 25, 2019 by Mrs. Spit

Dear Ben: I will make this apology to you on Sunday night, when I continue reading the adventures of Bad Kitty. It will happen right after I read to your sister from Anne of Green Gables. I will apologize, and … Continue reading →

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All my Thoughts on Thoughts and Prayers

Posted on April 7, 2018 by Mrs. Spit

I’m gearing up for my next round of MS drugs. For those who haven’t been following along, this is where evil pharma shells out $70,000 in compassionate coverage for drugs that my insurance won’t pay for. These drugs are chemo … Continue reading →

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Faint and Few

Posted on March 11, 2016 by Mrs. Spit

A few nights ago I was at the gym and while I was signing in, the receptionist asked what I did for a living. She explained that she was looking for a new career and she didn’t know what she … Continue reading →

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Foxholes

Posted on July 6, 2015 by Mrs. Spit

Reportedly, there are no atheists in foxholes. (The proverb is silent on agnostics.) I’ve been thinking about this, mostly because I am under a mountain of stress. It’s the worst sort – It’s going to hurt me and someone I … Continue reading →

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