What do you do when you lose a friendship? I know, it's silly to think all emotionally and whatnot as we're adults and need to "rise above it" and of course, we don't. It's almost like getting a divorce. I was friends with a young woman who was also involved with my son's education. We hung out, did things together, she helped out when I gave birth to my daughter...hell! I even made her my daughter's Godmother which she accepted gladly. She's getting married within a week and we're not invited despite we were told by her we were. She asked if we received the invite two months prior and we didn't; she told us she'd send another. We told her when school started we still didn't get the invites so she said she'd bring one and give it to my son; didn't happen. I reminded her three times this past week and since this shindig is in a week, we still don't have the info so we're not going. I have no idea when and where it is but I do have the impression that it's not happening IE, us going as she probably doesn't want us there in the first place, which is fine. One less major expense we can't afford anyway, but why all this leading on? That's what hurts me actually. If it were an issue to have us at the wedding, why tell us we're invited when we're not and not saying it's an issue to have...oh, I dunno; so many invited to the wedding, blah blah blah. This isn't the first "weird" thing that went down. For the past year every time we asked her to do things with us, come over, etc...she has some catastrophic occurrance go down, thus we're not able to get together. I don't want someone to feel obligated to be my friend. I don't want someone who isn't interested in a friendship with me and my family. Well, it's cool if it's not w/the entire family, but to at least tolerate us. It's just so sad she felt it necessary to lead me on, tell me she wanted to be with me, hang out, etc...then just blow me off. I'm a bit sad as I have to tell her I don't want the friendship anymore and have to make someone else my kids' Godmother. I can't have someone in my life who doesn't accept me for me and doesn't want to be with me. It's really sad when you give so much of yourself to someone, whether it's friendship or a more intimate relationship, and it ends up being a more a give/take deal than and somewhat equal relationship. I know people aren't perfect, but I don't want her to feel obligated to me. I have other friends, yes, but this still hurts.

I really like what this one blogger said in regard to a similar situation: "My advice to you would be to fill your life with people who WANT to be in your life. That way you are able to give and receive equally."

When I win the big payout for the lottery(being quite optimistic, btw) I intend to purchase the new Rock Band/Beatles version...along with either Wii or XBox. I don't know which system would be better. I'd like the exercise games Wii offers, but XBox has a better system from what I've heard from my friends
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Betray-

ing our dead--

Forget-

ting the vows we made Eight years ago today, our homeland was attacked by fanatical Muslims inspired by Saudi Arabian bigotry.

Three thousand American citizens and residents died.

We resolved that we, the People, would never forget.

Then we forgot.

We've learned nothing. Instead of cracking down on Islamist extremism, we've excused it. Instead of killing terrorists, we free them. Instead of relentlessly hunting Islamist madmen, we seek to appease them. Instead of acknowledging that radical Islam is the problem, we elected a president who blames America, whose idea of freedom is the right for women to suffer in silence behind a veil -- and who counts among his mentors and friends those who damn our country or believe that our own government staged the tragedy of September 11, 2001.

Instead of insisting that freedom will not be infringed by terrorist threats, we censor works that might offend mass murderers. Radical Muslims around the world can indulge in viral lies about us, but we dare not even publish cartoons mocking them. Instead of protecting law-abiding Americans, we reject profiling to avoid offending terrorists. So we confiscate granny's shampoo at the airport because the half-empty container could hold 3.5 ounces of liquid.

Instead of insisting that Islamist hatred and religious apartheid have no place in our country, we permit the Saudis to continue funding mosques and madrassahs where hating Jews and Christians is preached as essential to Islam. Instead of confronting Saudi hate-mongers, our president bows down to the Saudi king. Instead of recognizing the Saudi-sponsored Wahhabi cult as the core of the problem, our president blames Israel. Instead of asking why Middle Eastern civilization has failed so abjectly, our president suggests that we're the failures. Instead of taking every effective measure to cull information from terrorists, the current administration threatens CIA agents with prosecution for keeping us safe.

Instead of proudly and promptly rebuilding on the site of the Twin Towers, we've committed ourselves to the hopeless, useless task of rebuilding Afghanistan. (Perhaps we should have built a mosque at Ground Zero -- the Saudis would've funded it.) Instead of taking a firm stand against Islamist fanaticism, we've made a cult of negotiations -- as our enemies pursue nuclear weapons; sponsor terrorism; torture, imprison, rape and murder their own citizens -- and laugh at us.

Instead of insisting that Islam must become a religion of responsibility, our leaders in both parties continue to bleat that "Islam's a religion of peace," ignoring the curious absence of Baptist suicide bombers. Instead of requiring new immigrants to integrate into our society and conform to its public values, we encourage and subsidize anti-American, woman-hating, freedom-denying bigotry in the name of toleration.

Instead of pursuing our enemies to the ends of the earth, we help them sue us. We've dishonored our dead and whitewashed our enemies. A distinctly unholy alliance between fanatical Islamists abroad and a politically correct "elite" in the US has reduced 9/11 to the status of a non-event, a day for politicians to preen about how little they've done.

We've forgotten the shock and the patriotic fury Americans felt on that bright September morning eight years ago.

We've forgotten our identification with fellow citizens leaping from doomed skyscrapers.

We've forgotten the courage of airline passengers who would not surrender to terror.

We've forgotten the men and women who burned to death or suffocated in the Pentagon.

We've forgotten our promises, our vows, our commitments.

We've forgotten what we owe our dead and what we owe our children.

We've even forgotten who attacked us.

We have betrayed the memory of our dead. In doing so, we betrayed ourselves and our country. Our troops continue to fight -- when they're allowed to do so -- but our politicians have surrendered.

Are we willing to let the terrorists win?