I was born into the truth. My father was disfellowshipped when I was very small. My mother remained "steadfast" and is today still very active in the congregation. I fought to keep my "worldly" friends because I was not acceptable to the parents of other witness kids. None of them could come to my house because my Dad was disfellowshipped. I tried to be perfect, I even married in the truth, too. My husband and I questioned many things for several years and eventually quit going to the meetings. For several more years, up until recently, we felt guilty for not going and felt sure that we should go back. But those nagging questions just wouldn't allow us. After a lot of prayer and meditation, we have come to embrace our native traditions. My mother saw it coming and I constantly kept being reminded of the "pagan" things she saw her mother do. I wanted what grandma had. So I guess I "returned to the vomit". It is amazing how much happier my husband and I are. Our own children are encouraged to make their own path to the Creator, as it is very personal, but they show much respect to their grandmother and her beliefs.