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NurseAmelia
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To make this short and sweet I will give you the pertinent details and not belay the purpose of this post from coming to fruition. My mother died when I was a teen. She had a best friend. I have not seen her best friend in about 20 years because we had lost contact. Through the miracle that is Facebook we found one another and arranged to have tea. I spent all morning cleaning my house and overhauling everything as we have a toddler and everything is coated in crumbs…toddlers 
I mean we cleaned for hours straight sweating…We were a bit overdue for a deep cleaning. You know what they say, “If you want a clean house, invite someone important over to your house!”
My mom’s friend comes to my house arriving after driving halfway across the country to see my family and I. and we talk for hours whilst sharing stories of her life followed by stories about the events leading up to her untimely and sad death, and we caught up on the lost time which had been hard on my mother’s friend.
I had planned to attend mass in the evening allowing me to prepare for her visit and to visit, so with 1 hour before mass, the day having left me utterly frazzled and exhausted yet contented having made peace with some of my past, I laid down and told my husband to wake me with enough time to make it to mass. When my husband came to wake me I had fallen into such a deep, restorative sleep it was as if I just could not get up (needless to say I was WIDE AWAKE the whole night before thinking about the meeting)…perhaps it was the evil one whispering in my ear it was okay to sleep…who knows? I’ve now woken up and am reflecting on the gravity of my decision. I knew of my penchant for not being able to rouse from a nap, but I laid down anyhow. I feel awful, as I know God gave me the gift of contact with my mom’s former friend to give me a glimpse of my mother who’s unexpected and terrible death effects me to this day. I received peace from the reuniting, and I repay Him by missing mass. I’m a proper flake. Am I in mortal sin? What say you of the situation? Is it even worth praying because if I AM in mortal sin, am I not cut off from God
? Thank you kindly.
My mom’s friend comes to my house arriving after driving halfway across the country to see my family and I. and we talk for hours whilst sharing stories of her life followed by stories about the events leading up to her untimely and sad death, and we caught up on the lost time which had been hard on my mother’s friend.
I had planned to attend mass in the evening allowing me to prepare for her visit and to visit, so with 1 hour before mass, the day having left me utterly frazzled and exhausted yet contented having made peace with some of my past, I laid down and told my husband to wake me with enough time to make it to mass. When my husband came to wake me I had fallen into such a deep, restorative sleep it was as if I just could not get up (needless to say I was WIDE AWAKE the whole night before thinking about the meeting)…perhaps it was the evil one whispering in my ear it was okay to sleep…who knows? I’ve now woken up and am reflecting on the gravity of my decision. I knew of my penchant for not being able to rouse from a nap, but I laid down anyhow. I feel awful, as I know God gave me the gift of contact with my mom’s former friend to give me a glimpse of my mother who’s unexpected and terrible death effects me to this day. I received peace from the reuniting, and I repay Him by missing mass. I’m a proper flake. Am I in mortal sin? What say you of the situation? Is it even worth praying because if I AM in mortal sin, am I not cut off from God

