Leaving my darling mother dying in intensive care to attend a Convention. I don't think I will ever forgive myself!
Although, as I was an hour late (we had left the hospital to bomb up the motorway and caught traffic), not one person greeted me warmly, and in fact, the first words out of my "friend's" mouth were......."You're late"...........She KNEW where I'd been!! So loving, yeah.
Fortunately, after sitting there for half an hour, Jehovah told me to "screw this shit" (actual words!).......so I left......and NEVER WENT BACK!!
Hubby just piped up......he missed the real me in the bedroom
Paula x