I’ve been struggling with something for a while now. For the last year or so I’ve kept most of my feelings bottled up inside. Most of the time I would be one person at home and then a completely different person the moment I stepped outside. The reason this has been happening is because about a year ago my sister Heather died at the age of 28 in a car accident. All because she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings she didn’t notice a semi truck turning into her lane and she went right under it.

Before all of this happened I hadn’t thought about the idea of losing someone, and how much it would really hurt. This really made me think about how short our lives actually are. I thought about how her life was cut so short; I thought about all the things that she would miss out on. Finishing nursing school, getting married, watching me and my brother grow up. I cried on the day of my homecoming dance because I knew that it was something she wouldn’t have missed for the world. I just didn’t want to make all these new memories without her. But instead of talking to someone about it, I held all of these feelings in, all because I thought that my family should come first. The funny thing is my mom didn’t even notice that there was anything wrong with me until weeks after the accident.

Of all the things that I learned from this, the one that stands out is that God has plans, made specifically for you. We might not alway agree with His decisions, and we might even try to go against His will from time to time. I will never understand why God took my sister that day, but I know it was for a reason. My sister was an organ donor, and her accident ended up saving another persons life. Now if this was Gods plan, or if He still has more to come I don’t know. But I trust that God will help us through this, and it will all get better.

This is something that I have wanted to get off my chest for awhile now, thank you guys for reading.

See you guys next time in the City of logical nonsense,

Mack.