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.