best friend issues

my best always told me she was a selfish person and i would just listen and tell her to shut up because usually she was not and when it came to me she was always kind and giving and there for me...hell we have be friends for the past 25 years...thick and thin and high school and college and late nights and phone calls and girlfriends and bad relationships and everything else in between...our first fight was after we had been friends for five years and i had gotten into my first serious relationship and forgot about the bros before hoes mantra and was blowing her off and ignoring her and it hurt her feelings and i was oblivious and i tried to make sure that over the next bunch of relationships i entered into i would always remember my best friend and make time for her and make sure that she never felt like that again...so i feel like i have made that conscience effort...no questions asked...i wasn't going to make her feel like that again - period. now fast forward to three years ago...i had this huge night...and i mean huge...i had my art exhibited in a national gallery...up on the second floor and on the bottom floor were pieces by duchamp, ernst, stella, brancusi, calder, man ray...artist from the armory show of the early 1900's that changed contemporary art...imagine me sharing a gallery with these gods of art...i was on cloud 99...i had invited all my friends, professors were there and i was escorted by the super sexy man of my dreams and we were just having a great time...we had imbibed a few cocktails, had some great conversation and both being lovers of art we went through the armory exhibit together looking at art we had read about in books all our lives...and then we were going upstairs to see my pieces...perfection, as far as i was concerned...throw in fight number two with my best friend [i wasnt being reverent enough...adult enough...i.e. i was paying attention to my guy and not her and relishing the whole experience and she became a douche and left...she did not come and see my exhibit with me, meet my other friends, or my sweetie or anything...wow, i was floored...it was my night and i was gonna do it the way i wanted to do it-plain and simple...it was about me, not her]...luckily i was too tipsy and on a "love high" that night to give a shit what her problem was because i would have been really pissed if it ruined my night...so, we hatched that one out at a later date and now its 2010 and she has been dating this new chic for six months and i can count on one hand the number of times i have seen or heard from her [without me calling first]...i have been going through a foreclosure on my house, moving into storage and into a tiny apartment, watching my friends fade and move, losing my sweetie, bankruptcy, signing and finalizing my divorce...and everybody has just bailed including my best friend...i vowed not to call her since the last time we hung out when i told her i was angry with her ignoring me and she took me out to dinner and i guess thought that would fix it...throw some money at the problem....and i haven't called, emailed or texted her...i haven't heard anything for a month...i hope this girl is worth fucking up a 25 year friendship