My sister was among the crowd attacked by wayward rockets. She was spared. She'd come to see us over the weeked. It was a fabulous visit other than the a-fore-mentioned burning.
It was good to see her. Being with family reminds us about who we are, where we came from, where we are going, and what is really important. I reminded her that some things change but some things remain the same (her brother can be a retard).
It also had some good surprises. I found out she had the same dental complications I've had: gums that are trying to escape their teeth. Hers, however, has gotten better. Now I can go to the dentist again. Its been well over ten years.
I also spoke with her about other personal family matters and discovered some of the events that led to where things are today. I wish she hadn't waited so long to tell me but we've all had to come such a very long way to get to where we are today, I am not surprised she didn't.
It was great to see my sister and watch my son squeel with delight as he introduced her to his world.