My older sister and I were always close. There was so much about life that I always assumed we would share: laughter, healing from heartbreak, and our weddings. That was until I almost lost her.
She always had health issues growing up. But it was never too serious, and she would recover. But during my sister’s sophomore year in college, she became very ill. This time her sickness didn’t go away.
We tried everything, including traveling to some of the top hospitals in the country for a cure. But it seemed like no matter where she went, no one could figure out what was going on.
She just kept getting sicker and sicker. There was a point when we thought we were going to lose her. Her body rejected pretty much everything she ate or drank. She kept losing more and more weight. Finally, you could see every bone in her body. She had no energy, she looked like she was in pain doing even the simplest tasks. The doctors wanted to insert a permanent feeding tube if she did not begin to improve very soon.
Everything was happening so fast. I didn’t know what to think or how to handle it. It was devastating to see my sister on the edge of death. I didn’t know what was going on, but I did know one thing for sure. I did not want to lose my sister! I wanted to be as close to my sister as I could while we still had time together.
I made sure to spend quality one-on-one time with her, whether it was at home or in a hospital room. Whenever we did get moments together I would make sure to have fun because I knew her days weren’t fun. When I graduated from high school, I enrolled in the same college as my sister so I could spend as much time as I could with her.
I realized how precious every moment with her was when we didn’t know how much time she had left with us. Our relationship had been close, but our hearts grew closer during her illness.
After about a year, my sister began to get better. We don’t know why. She just slowly started getting better and better, with no explanation. Going through that hard time together made us so much closer because I am one of the few people who understands what she went through.
Our relationship continues to grow closer everyday. She is getting married this fall so we text almost daily about fun things like dresses, flowers, color schemes, and invites. I feared I would never see her get married, so helping her plan her wedding is all the more meaningful.
It brings me so much joy to see her happy and healthy. Having my sister here at all has given me a new appreciation for each moment we share. After fearing that her illness would take her away from me, I’ll never take my time with her for granted.