I'm 80, My Baptist Father Called It A Sin Until He Died. I Did It The Morning After His Funeral.

At 80 years old, Dorothy Mae did something her Baptist father had called a sin for her entire life: she played cards. The morning after her father’s funeral, while the family slept, she found a worn Bicycle deck in the kitchen drawer and sat down to play solitaire for the very first time. What began as a quiet game of cards became something much deeper — a reflection on faith, family, grief, inherited beliefs, and the difference between conviction and borrowed certainty. This is a story about growing up Southern Baptist, loving a father whose faith shaped every room, and finally asking: “What do I believe for myself?” If you have ever carried a family belief, religious rule, or expectation that you were afraid to question, this story is for you. Subscribe to Dorothy the Southern Baptist Grandmother for honest stories about faith, grief, family, religious upbringing, and finding your own voice later in life. #SouthernBaptist #FaithJourney #ReligiousTrauma