I was brought up as a Catholic and my Church was at the centre of all the important stages of my life. However, in adulthood I can confirm that I am truly an atheist but I can't give up the actual fabric of the church building itself. As a child, whilst my little playmates were busy doing their stuff, I would sneak off into the Church to say 10 Hail Marys. I can't give up the building which has been such a comfort to me for over 70 years. How stupide to feel such severe love for bricks and mortar! I can't understand it myself.
Catholic churches are a most beautiful design on this planet Earth. It's understandable to be impressed by something so grand and majestic, especially from the perspective of a child. Life is so harsh that it's fortunate to have something that brings such great comfort. We just need to try see past the crazy mental stuff.