With me it was that I was to go to a party at an apartment on Main Street, to watch the Halloween parade on Saturday night. There would be little-to-no parking, and we almost always walk. BUT that was before I broke my hip. But I was game, knowing that there were steps and rails the entire way (it is a very steep downhill climb; look up Galena on the internet and picture me walking down that hill). I've walked down a couple of times since the break, but never this particular set of steps. Well, I got to one point and there were two cars parked over the sidewalk. So, instead of the sidewalk, steps, and rail, I had to walk down the middle of the street (otherwise I'd have had to literally jump off and on the sidewalk). I'll admit I'm paranoid about stepping down hill (how I broke the hip to begin with). Then, when I neared the apartment our friends live in, I had another dozen steps. So many people crowded them to sit and watch the parade, that I couldn't use THAT rail. I don't need it for support, more for balance. Anyway, it made it so that I had to walk step-together-step rather than right-left-right (anyone whose had a walking problem knows what I'm saying). I actually asked people to move away from the rail so I could walk and they very rudely ignored me. I finally said, hey you (one woman who wouldn't move over, afraid that I'd steal her primo spot for the parade), "If I fall, I am going to aim for you!" I was so pissed. Had a lovely evening overall, but several very insensitive people made me absolutely exhausted by the time I arrived at the party.
Just feel stupid sometimes for caring so much about a friend that I never met in person. Will always regret that we never met, we would have as soon as either of us could afford a plane ticket. Can't explain it but I guess we all meet someone that we have a spiritual connection with, he was that friend to me.
