I went to bed with a nagging issue at work, along with some fear related to my writing.

I woke up to a text from my sister, saying she was in the hospital and while she and the baby were ok, she’s going to be monitored there for the next couple of days. I won’t get into details for sake of her privacy, but the whole thing rattled me.

As I biked the daily 10 miles to Skokie, I thought of her road and our road together. We aren’t related by birth, but grew up in the same house and while there were moments when we really hated each other, I feel in our adulthood we’ve become one of each other’s biggest ally and advocate. I’ve seen her battle things bigger than herself only to come out smarter, stronger and more loving than I ever thought she could be. She is funny and charming, focused and down to earth. Picturing her in the hospital, talking to doctors with her boyfriend and mother, hooked up to machines and worrying about her impending daughter scares the ever living crap out of me. I’m suddenly angry at all the people I have to deal with who don’t know my story, and I’m even angrier at the people that do but are complaining about things like being stuck in traffic, or forgetting their lunch at home.

I want to shake them and say, “Yes, that’s annoying, but there are so many other things more important than that crap right now!”

Because at the end of the day, it’s about the people you love isn’t it?

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