Analicia Marie

On September 2, 1982 at 12:36 my life changed for ever. I was no longer the only child, I was the big brother. She's smarter, prettier, and a much greater human being that I could ever be. She's about to graduate from St. Ed's and become part of the real world. She's more than ready. Is the world ready for her?

Since she was barely walking she has had an affinity for injuries and illness. She's had more stitches on her chin than I have on my entire body. She's had nine stitches on her forehead, 6 on her chin, two on her head. She's broken her wrist, busted her knee, popped herself in the face with a CG rifle, got a concussion in her own car and has jammed her fingers a few times. Aside from injuries, she's got terrible allergies, bad vision and that just begins the list.

Well, due to one of her illnesses, she now has to have surgery in two weeks and I'm worried like crazy. She's actually going to be fine, and it's a minor surgery, but how much more is gonna be put on her? She's my little sister and I don't like to see her go through this shit because she shouldn't have to.

I'm very fortunate. I'm the one that played around with the drugs and alcohol and am still here to talk about it. I've put myself in stupid situations and have luckily made it out alive or healthy. I guess we are all supposed to have a certain amount of shit in our lives and I put myself through self-imposed injury/illness. Others receive the equivalent in their own respect. Maybe we're just given certain things to put us through tests in life. I have no answers. All I know is that it bothers to see my little sister hurting. She doesn't need or deserve this, but that's not my decision. I suppose I just needed to vent. Keep her in your prayers and wish her the best.

I LOVE YOU, ANALICIA!!!