Grace was quieter.
She could sit beside me for twenty minutes flipping through the same picture book, laughing at the same page every single time.
They fought over toys.
They hugged each other after.
They drove me crazy.
They made me laugh.
And every birthday, I remembered the parking lot.
Sometimes I still wondered what would have happened if that nurse had arrived thirty seconds later.
If I had opened my car door.
Compare Car InsuranceIf I had driven away.
If two sisters who had entered the world holding onto each other had grown up in separate homes, never knowing the
other existed.
That thought still hurts.
But it also reminds me of something.
The worst decision of your life does not always have to become the final decision of your life.
Sometimes someone calls your name before it is too late.
And when they do…
you turn around.
