Life is Beautiful!

So it was inevitable that I would some day write about my sister Megan. I have two sisters, but she is the one that I am closest with and she is also the one sister than can break my heart over and over again, or make so mad to the point that I want to punch her in the face, or I could just give her a big hug and tell her that I will always be there for her.

Let me start back a few years...I am three years older than she is and is high school we did not get along. She was what you call a "trouble" child. And oh boy was she. She was running away from home, skipping school, making up huge lies bout the family, and stealing money and cigarettes from her family.

It wasn't until I moved out that I even thought about hanging out with. I would definitely say that I missed, which was a huge shock to me. The longer that I wasn't home the more I missed her and the more that I hung out with her. We were actually doing stuff like normal sisters would...she was becoming my friend.

About three years ago this October she was in a horrible car accident...I will never forget this. She was on the way to our parents with two of her friends because I was having one of those stupid jewelry parties. My mom and I though it was weird that she wasn't there, so we called her phone several times, left a few messages, and that was that. We thought that she choose to hang out with her friends instead of coming to the party. At about 8:30 that night we got a call....Megan was in a car accident....no we can't tell you how serious it is right now...she was brought to regions...the other two girls were airlifted to regions. Were left there standing, unable to breathe. When we got there, it was worse than we thought. One of the girls passed away. The other on life support, and Megan, oh Megan, she was life support too. She couldn't hear us. Though we knew she could, she could hear us telling her we love, feel us kissing her swollen hands and face. She knew we were crying for her to survive, praying to god not to take her out of lives yet. We hadn't had enough her yet, the world hasn't seen the true effect that she will have it. We cried four hours, days, and yes weeks. She went through a few surgeries that night, then a few more, and a few more when she finally come off life support. That took weeks. I have never prayed so hard in my life. I have never cried so hard in my life. I have never felt so guilty in my whole life, like it was my fault that she was in the car accident, if only I hadn't had that stupid party. She wouldn't be here. I kissed that swollen face of hers so many times i lost count. I was there everyday until she finally woke up. Even after she woke, they take her off the ventilator, she couldn't breathe on her own, what did this mean, all those numbers.
She was in the hospital until a little before Thanksgiving. She had gone through at least 6 surgeries. She broke her sternum, had internal organs all looked at, her was broken in several spots, her hip bone popped back in to place, a burn on her leg, a graft put over that burn, a hone put in her knee to keep that hip bone in place, but she is alive.

Now almost three years later she her, and still a pain in my ass, but I love it. I couldn't image life without all that drama that she brings. I just want her to know that she is a beautiful person, inside and out, and we all love her so much, no matter what she does. She can do anything that she wants and deserves to be treated with all the love and respect that she deserves. I just want her to realize that she does deserve all the love and respect. I want her to focus on her and not boys that don't treat her with respect. I want her to realize that she is going to be somebody some day.

I love you Megan!!!

Posted in: on Thursday, August 28, 2008 at at 1:09 PM