I always wanted to go and for too many years, something seemed to come up and I didn't make it. I got to thinking I wasn't getting any younger and if I didn't go do things I enjoyed, I'd be sitting at home in a rocker thinking why did I pass up the chance to do things. Now it's a given I'll be gone that week. If something comes up that is not devastating then either it will be there when I get back or someone else (hubby) handled it. Since my kids are grown I quit carrying tissues in my purse. Let someone else carry some. :D