To this day I still can't describe it. That feeling when I realized I had been let down by the same person who had done it before. You could call me selfish for having and accepting this feeling, but I'd disagree. On the biggest day of my life I was let down. That hurts. I've heard the phrase "You only truly know someone once you've traveled with them", and I would have agreed with you 100%. I would have. I would say this is true 95% of the time now, maybe less, I don't know. There is much simplicity in making a phone call, typing an email, writing a letter. As someone who would step in front of a moving truck for a friend, I can't imagine what could keep someone from attempting the simplest means of contact.
It was good. Great at its best.
