She has family who live there. First it was going to be a flight to Alaska, then to Washington state. Then we were going to drive through Oregon, Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming and back to South Dakota. She called the other day and said that was off as gas is going up too much. So she says we will still fly to Alaska and she told me all these places she was going to take me to. Then she told me it was going to be June, but the beginning of July. I told her I couldn’t go then as Giovanni is having is second birthday. The she told me another date, but today she called and said her and her sister booked their flights and they would be going July 13 to the 29th. I told her I cannot go. July 16th I have chemo, and the new baby is due the beginning of August. She told me she was so sorry and hoped I wasn’t mad. No, I am not mad. Actually I knew that would be the outcome as that has how it has been since she started hugging me everytime I go into Wal Mart and how much she loves me and is so glad I am her friend, but everytime we were to get together she is sick or her grandkids are sick. So then I started telling her I couldn’t make it. That is where I am leaving things. I will get there. My husband knows how important it is for me to travel, and he is now trying to help me figure out how I can do some of the things I want to do. There is always a right time for things and this was not the right time or with the right person. 14 months ago