Today, generally, the speed and clearance of godphone connection line is amazingly good,

so I spent big part of the morning, talking - most of the time, not with Djehuty himself, but with my “adopted” ancient-egyptian akhu family :)

It was so lovely conversation, really. I felt so warmly welcomed.



Also there was a moment when one of them asked about my father.

4.02 would be my father’s birthday - if he was alive by now, his 63th (he died very young, being only 46 y.old though. My mother also died young, she was only 47)



My relationship with my father was not always great. There were moments when he was acting manipulative or abusive. But, there were also moments when I felt good bond with him, respected him and trusted him. I always tried to be a good daughter he could be proud of: bringing best grades from school, studying hard, and so and so.

He liked me for this. Our misunderstandings were mostly caused by two things: me always being very religious and me being asexual. He wanted me to find a good husband; he wanted me to be not obsessed with religion.

Aside from that, however, we were friends. Most of the time.

I honestly tried to bring up all good memories about my father, to tell his story to my new egyptian family…



My father never was religious, and because he did hurt me and my mother badly, I always worried about his afterlife. I tried to forgive him, and prayed for him, and made lavish donation to the Church for his redemption.

It was very, very long and hard way for better forgiveness and acceptance of the past.



But I should say, that honoring his memory in a kemetic fashion gave me more consolations, than christian prayers I did before.

Somehow I feel that may be the Netjeru agreed to take care of him…

