When I first got home,Sienna was my shadow, wherever I was, she was. She wanted to follow me, but she was still afraid of getting close to me, not because she feared me, but because she feared hurting me. Despite me telling her numerous times I would not break, she feared that somehow I would. I did not take it in anyway though, other than to think it was sweet that my seven year old sister cared so much about me.
I knew that I was blessed to have Sienna for a sister, she had been like my very own baby , but nos it was Sienna who felt she was the one who needed to Mother me. She was there whenever I needed anything, and if I let myself I could have taken advantage of that, but I knew that was not good for me either.
I tried to keep upbeat because I did not want others feeling sorry for myself, if I had been sulking all the time that is exactly what I would have been asking for.
Those first few weeks home from the hospital after the accident were the hardest. We were all trying to deal with what happened to me.
Sienna helped me through it though, she gave me the courage to go on.
To Be Continued!!