Everyone has had a moment — or several — when they contemplated running away from home: just turning one’s back on everyone and everything, and disappearing for a while or even forever. But then the dream ends, reality intrudes, and we carry on, honoring our commitments to ourselves and those people who matter to us. We acknowledged that our life isn’t really horrible, focus on our blessings and formulate a plan to work through whatever was troubling us.
Not Sarah Beth Riley. She actually did it, except she didn’t depart from her home. She waited until she was in New York City with her best friend, Rachel, sitting down to lunch. Pretending to go to the ladies’ room, she arranged for the maitre d’ to deliver a note to Rachel ten minutes after her departure.