I feel like a chicken......

We were supposed to go home for Thanksgiving. I have been looking forward to going for a month. With my mother being so sick, I try to treasure every minute I have with her. However, we were less than 1/4 of the way down the road when I decided to turn back. My excuse? My kids are running fevers and getting car sick. *sigh* But what's the truth? Is it that my kids were sick or is it that I'm really scared to face my mother's illness in real life? (I don't like excuses, so I try to know the reasons for everything.) It's almost like, if I stay away, she's not that sick, or maybe she'll get better..... Maybe I'm just a big chicken.