sisters and doctors (life)

Several weeks ago, I felt more afraid than I had felt in years. I woke up in the middle of the night in pain because my body was so tense. It was the night before my sister went to the hospital for her surgery and I was unable to seperate myself from the fear I felt. I cannot remember the last time I felt so alone, so far from my logical self.

Then, today, I saw something that made all of that melt. She can move her fingers in ways that she was never able to before. She tries to explain the feeling of being able to move her fingers because she thinks about it and I can see that she cannot fully express herself. And, I am so happy.

I saw her doctor express true joy at her new found abilities. I can see her slowly understanding what her new thumb will mean to her life. All of this on what I thought would be a normal Monday night. Like my sister, I feel like my words do this no justice.