Dear Prudence,
After 18 years, I had a fairly large end to my career, but still managed to stay in the completely insular friend group I was a part of. That stopped when I moved to a nearby, very liberal city approximately 45 minutes away from where we all lived. I moved 13 years ago. I have had ups and downs, and my friends haven’t been to my house in a decade. They “hate the city.” I stopped driving to see them after the pandemic.
Despite this, I love these people and know them like the back of my hand. I thought they knew me. I just congratulated someone on a first grandbaby and got accused by text, some of it in all caps, of cutting everyone off. Well, I didn’t do that. I missed several parties, retirements, and funerals when I probably should have been there. I didn’t have the mental energy, gas, or time off. I’m in a better place now. I’ve bought cards to send to three close friends, explaining that I’m sorry I wasn’t there, but they can contact me at my number. Should I send the cards or let this go?