Welcome to the board Soledad.
I can relate, my dad was never a believer either. I remember for years my mum used to drag us five kids to the meetings. We used to have to catch a bus. It was hell waiting at the bus stop on freezing winter nights! Now we are all out of the religion, guess when Armageddon comes all that effort will not count eh?
Funny thing is, thinking about it, you would expect mums with non-believing mates would get more help from the congregation wouldn't you? Well, it seems that such mums are considered lower class Christians, never to be invited into the upper cliques. I wonder why? Perhaps they were frightened we might ask for a lift to the meetings, Heaven forbid! - lower class spiritual scum like us in Mr Elder's new car! No way, let 'em catch the bus.