Month or two ago, my youngest sister and her mother died in a fire. Her mother...no big loss, but I wouldn't wish that on anyone. My youngest brother...is really hurting.*
Yesterday, my oldest sister and her husband got into a nasty car wreck. T-bone. The full-size pickup that hit their smallish SUV was very clearly, from video of the aftermath, going faster than they should have been. Both survived, but my brother-in-law is likely to be a paraplegic (thankfully--it could have been far worse, looking at the SUV), and my sister-in-law is going to require surgery on Monday for broken ribs and pelvis.
This fucking year. This awful, horrendous fucking year. It can fuck off with the pour-spout of a can of gasoline shoved up its ass and a lighter.
*I met my youngest sister once when she was less than a year old. I have never met my youngest brother.
Prayers and a remote hug are all I can offer.
ReplyDeleteI'll be making a lasagna, at least. But yeah, I'm not sure I could even visit my sister--even though she's in the local hospital.
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