She fought with God. She did that often. She had that kind of a relationship with HER. She would sulk and throw a tantrum and complain about her little agonies. For days she would go without talking to HER, but eventually she would come back. Mother, she would say, I see now that I needed to go through that pain to get over it, but next time, do give me a heads-up before you throw me in the deep end.