Remember when...

Okay, so remember back in November when I was supposed to go to California with Hilary for the N.A. Convention? We had already pre-paid for the room, the convention, the banquet etc. I took the Friday off work, I packed everything, I was ready to roll when literally, five minutes before I was about to leave the house, Hilary decides she's not going. I did not take it well. Some might say that my reaction was WAY over the top.

In her defense, her mom has been sick for a long time, ever since I've known her and she's been in a home for a few years. Her excuse for not going on the trip was because her mom was too sick and she wouldn't feel right leaving for the weekend.

In my defense, I felt like she was using that as an excuse and her mom was no sicker on Friday than she was earlier in the week, so if she was going to back out, she could have given me a few days notice so that I could have found someone else to go with.

I am still pissed. I don't speak to her at all. I don't go to any of the meetings that she attends and to make matters worse, I sort of slandered her name all over town. I talked shit to anyone who would listen, I text messaged her with some really mean things and I even splashed her name all over myspace. I hold grudges - what can I say? I always have.

Anyway, fast forward to today. I get the call that her mom died and that I should keep her in my prayers. Roommate sat me down last night and told me that I needed to call her, I needed to go the funeral and that I should think back to when she was my really good friend. She was a good friend. We were very close. Now he's got me thinking. Should I reach out?

I know it's probably the right thing to do. What do you guys think??

I found out that there is no service and no viewing. She's having her mom cremated so there's not pressure on me to go to a funeral or anything.