I have three younger sisters.
-Julia is 26 years old. She got married about two years ago. She's a third grade teacher, she just got a new house about two months ago, and she had her first child about six months ago. She's the best Mario Kart player I know. She listens to religious music and loves Pixar/Dreamworks movies.
-Whitney is 21. She's in college. Whenever I talk to her, it turns into a fight. Not a real fight. She'll say something about a movie and I'll disagree with her and the next thing you know, I'm body-slamming her or water guns get drawn, or I'm holding her down while my daughter kicks her in the butt. We have a lot of fun.
-Crystal is 18. She's so mousy looking because of her huge glasses. She's in college to be a nurse. The girl has made straight A's for as long as I can remember. Her name gets in the paper all of the time. She loves all sports (and for the life of me, I can't figure out how that happened). Football, basketball, tennis, etc. You name it and she knows all about it.
I love them all so much. Sometimes, when I visit my mom, I tell her: "You know, you did a good job." And she did. Looking back from where we came from, it's amazing that we got to where we are.
Yesterday, I cried and cried. I'm a very private person (when I'm not on VGChartz). Nothing means more to me than my family. The people I would die for without a moments hesitation are those three girls, my daughter, and my mom. I would do anything to see them safe from harm......and I feel so helpless.
My oldest sister has been diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. What am I supposed to do? She doesn't deserve it. She's the sweetest person I know. It started with her having balance issues. Then, she had a numbness in her right hand. Now, she can't see out of one eye, one of her arms "feels like it weighs a ton" and won't do what she tells it to. She has trouble standing up. And two weeks ago, she was fine!! And reading about the disease on Wikipedia isn't exactly filling me with hope.
What am I supposed to do? There's nobody to beat up. There's no money I can donate. There's nothing for me to do. Just sit here and watch someone I love so much go through something that they didn't deserve. If ANYBODY deserves God's wrath, it's me. I'm the one who's done so much wrong. I wish it were me.
I can take it.
