I started talking to God, not praying…talking. I found that I could connect with God on a very personal and casual level. What a,sharp contrast to my Catholic upbringing! I was taught to fear God as a punisher. I was often reminded” God will punish you” when I misbehaved or made an error in judgement. I was taught to approach God in a formal way, on my knees at the bedside, hands folded, head bowed. I decided that if I was going to talk to God,Id do it my way. Before I knew it, I found myself hangin out with ” G” on a regular basis. When you remove the barriers to God in whatever form you find solace in,you open a whole new world. I finally had someone to stand by me.