Monday I had to go back to Kansas City ( four hour trip there ) and pick up my 16 yo.  I had just got on the highway, was going 65, and I passed something in the middle of the road, almost getting run over by a truck.  I immediately knew it was a mum, and turned around and rescued it.  I thought my day was off to a good start.  His plane arrived at 6 pm,  and he didn't get off.  He missed his plane!  I have an aunt who lives a little over an hour out of KC, so I stayed with her ( she got the mum )  and drove back up to the airport and got him before dawn the next day and drove home.  Needless to say, I am just now recouperating from that.  But I did something I regret.  I told my Mom a little about my visit with my aunt ( including the bad )  and she told others and it got back to my aunt, and I got a very nasty email.  Apparently this is not the first time my Mom has done this to me.  I feel really bad, not only should I have known better than to gossip, I HATE it when people do it  to me.  But I really hate that it was my Mom.  I thought I could trust her.  But again, what I said was absolutely none of my business, and I guess this was the lesson God needed me to learn.  I had gotten careless, thinking 'it's only my Mom'.  And even if it is my Mom, its still gossip.  If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.