Spiritual Heritage

As I got older the topic of God and religion got harder for me. when i was little I absolutely loved church I would wake up at the crack of down with my grandma to get ready for church. My mom would fix my hair beautifully and have me all dressed up shed pray that id look this perfect long enough for the people at church to see me after that she knew she could pray the whole church service but it was almost guaranteed that when she picked me up Id look like i just got thrown into a war zone. Something about church even then was my safe haven. i couldn't explain it but the comfort i got from just going to church even so young made me want to know more and more about god.
But when i was seven we moved about an hour away from where we were living we stopped going to church solidly for a long time every once and a while we'd visit places, but the excitement for church and god died out. i always understood that god was in our hearts but i didn't have a love for him like my mom, my grandparents, or even my aunts and uncles. i felt kinda ashamed, but i let everyone believe that i had some type of huge connection with God. i remember my grandma would talk about spiritual heritage and before our move it made no sense to me at all. But after the changes I've gone through I've realized what she meant.
Not only that but I've found an interest in God again. I understand what my grandma was saying. I'm loving my family and communicating with my mom. and most of all learning how to be a better person. its hard right now for me to comprehend but in about four years I'll be heading to college. I'll be starting my own life. So I'm trying to straighten my self out before its to late. i believe that even though things are rough for me right now that there's a light at the end of the tunnel. i believe that the only way our family will get through this is if we hold on to God instead of the things of this world.