Yesterday, one of the worst tornadoes in history ripped through the Oklahoma City area. My sister, who nearly died after being hit by a drunk driver just 5 months ago, lives in that area.
Thankfully, her home and her family were not directly effected. But it stirred up all kinds of emotions and fears.
Understandably, for her – and surprisingly, for me.
I’m still not sure why. Perhaps it’s my own near death experience? Perhaps it’s because I have not seen my sister since I flew out to OKC just 10 days after her accident. She was still trapped somewhere in the dark depths of unconsciousness, struggling for moments of lucidity and awareness. I stayed in the town of Moore, OK. The very town devastated by yesterday’s natural disaster.
My family and I were planning on driving out to visit my sister and her family over this holiday weekend. But we’ve decided to cancel that trip now.
And I wonder, am I allowing fear to rule this decision, or just common-sense?
My sister is planning to fly out here and stay most of this summer with my parents while she undergoes hyperbaric oxygen therapy for the brain injury she acquired from the car accident.
So I will be seeing her and her family within a couple weeks…but she’s planning to stay at our parents’ house — so the unsettled relationship that I have with my parents is starting to cause me some anxiety (again!).
I keep typing words, piecing together these sentences, slamming down the delete button — over and over again. I am trying to figure out why this seemingly random string of events is bothering me so much. What is truly going on underneath it all?
Life goes on, it always has, it always will.
But right now, I kinda wish I had a pause button.
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