The changes are unfortunate, I agree, but Catholicism is so much more than a few ill-constructed, unmusical, unrhythmic phrases.
I had a friend in St. Louis who went back to her original faith when Archbishop Burke replaced Cardinal Rigali. I could certainly understand; she was a choir director, involved with the liturgy on a daily basis, working as an employee in her parish. She had known Cardinal Rigali, had even traveled on a pilgrimage to Italy that he led. I know how hard it must have been...I didn't live there during the Burke years, but I guess I would have stayed Catholic, no matter how hard it would have been, because I didn't have a previous religion to compare it to.
I feel bad, because she was such a good person (as I'm sure you are) and such an asset to her parish (as I'm sure you are.) If she had just been able to hold out a few years, he would have been gone, but she couldn't.
And I can certainly understand, but it makes me sad.
Please don't go.
I'm staying. When you feel you're at the end of your rope with the changes, PM me. I don't like the "through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievious fault" part. It makes me visualize old Hassidic rabbis. But then the "Fiddler on the Roof" music starts running through my head, and I think of the inexpressible sorrow and loss in the melody of the descending minor third followed by the descending minor second. And I remember that the Jews had hope in even the darkest of times, and saw beauty (as in the descending minor third followed by the descending minor second) even in the darkest of times, and then I am able to put up with Roman prelates trying to lay guilt trips on us for one sentence a Mass.