My sister and nephew were in a car accident yesterday.
They’re Ok. More bumped and bruised than anything else.
It scared the shit out of me. I literally could do nothing until my Mom called back to say that they were alright.
She’s my only sister, my only sibling, the only “other” I have. She’s my backup drive, the only other place that most of my pre-18 memories are stored. I shy away from facing the inevitable truth that I will probably have to bury my parents someday but the thought that my sister would go before me never entered my mind. I’m supposed to go first, I’m older.
Selfish? Childish? Probably.
I’m just glad they’re OK and I get to keep my sis, my Eli.