Two years ago today, I was celebrating my best friends wedding. It was a gorgeous fall day, bright and crisp. The dresses were cherry red. My sister and I were bridesmaids and spent morning until night together, looking like queens. Laughing, dancing, eating, drinking, and enjoying each other's company.
Two years ago today is the last memory I have of my sister pre-brain injury. Do you have any idea how thankful I am that out of all the memories I have in my life, THIS was the memory that is the "last"? We were surrounded by our favorite people: Kristen, Colin, Renee, Heather, Linsey, Mr. and Mrs. Mosczynski, as well as our parents and our spouses. Do memories get much better than that?
I remember when I got the call. One of the first people I called was Kristen. I told her what I knew, and then said, "thank you." Why would saying thank you be appropriate? Because at that moment, I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know if my sister would be alive by the time I got to the ER. If there was any "last memory" I wanted, it was exactly the one I had: laughing, dancing, eating drinking, and enjoying each other's company on a gorgeous fall day, bright and crisp.