Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Never So Happy
to be woken up at 2:50 in the morning from a text. My sister went out on a date last night. I was so happy for her. She called to tell me all about this "country boy" she met, and how they just talked for four hours at a local restaurant. He is a professional plumber with a strong local company, and he used to ride bulls professionally traveling all around. (Seriously....bulls, how freakin cool is that?) I heard some laughter in my sister's voice. I heard hope of the future. She is twenty-six years old, and she needs that. Next week will mark six months since the accident, and my BIL's birthday. I am proud of her for taking this first step, even if there isn't another date.
I'll take losing some sleep any day to hear that happiness in her voice again.
at 3:28 AM