I'm Back....

....and I'm glad of it!

It was quite the whirl-wind trip. I'm very glad that I could be there for my mom, but otherwise, I wouldn't have cared if I took the time to go. I felt like a distant acquaintance. I suppose I do have a measure of guilt for not being able to say good-bye...and I feel a measure of guilt for not keeping up my end of the bargain of keeping in touch, but like all other relationships, it takes two. So the rap can't totally fall on me. The past is what it is, so I'm not trying to change it, but there's a bunch of confused hurt there. My thought is that it doesn't really matter all that much, really. I have four other people that are so much more important to me. Doing what's right by them is what matters...nothing else.