My sister got in a car accident today. I guess the light had just turned green and some car comes barreling through the light, which is blatantly red. She t-boned my sister which pretty much totaled her car which in turn totaled her car. Not only did she almost kill my sister and not so much as apologize for it, but she had two kids in the car with her. Wow, really? You're really THAT fucking irresponsible? I mean it's one thing to drive a little over the speed limit with kids in the car, which a lot of us are guilty of, but to run red lights is downright child neglect. These kids are bound to end up in the hospital.
So yeah, my sister called me at like a quarter after 8 and I wasn't out of bed yet. I missed the first call. She called back but when I answered she had hung up. I wondered why the hell she was calling me. I stayed in bed for a few more minutes then got up and went on my merry way getting ready for work. I would just call her quick on my way out the door to see what's up.
I called her on the way to my car and was stunned to find out what had happened. And me too f-ing stupid to get the phone. I sure did feel like a douche bag. But was so thankful that she wasn't hurt. She said that if the woman would have hit her on the other side of the car, she'd probably be dead. Omigod. When I got off the phone with her, I balled for like ten minutes. Partly because I felt like I wasn't there for her when she needed me, but mostly because I could have lost my sister today. That just didn't sit so well with me. And I was furious at the bitch who hit her.
The moral of the story is that you never know what you've got until it's either gone or close to being gone. I don't know what I would do without my sister. I know we have our moments like every sibling does. But I love her so much. I couldn't imagine anyone else telling me my fashion sense sucks. It wouldn't be the same.
Plus I'd have to punch them in the face for being an asshole.
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