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The Sibling Connection

Courtney's Story

            On the 21st of March my life was altered. I had a bad day: got a parking ticket, had a serious conversation with my boss, argued with my boyfriend. All I wanted to do was go home and visit with my family : my mom and sister.

             That evening I couldn't sleep. I sat up and wrote out a grocery list. Barely after midnight I was calm and finally went to bed.

             Somewhere around 2 am my phone rang. I didn't want to get up and answer it. I let it ring. But it was my mother and she sounded horrible. I had to call her back.

             I cannot remember how she led up to it or what she said first. All that I can clearly hear her saying is "There was an accident, and Ashley didn't make it."

             The shock. It numbs your entire body, coats your stomach in nausea; it renders you helpless. No one ever tells you grief feels so like fear. You can smell it. You can taste it. It takes over your senses.

             "I need you here," I heard my mom say.

             I was prepared to leave that very moment, make the eight hour car trip in the wee hours of the morning. But somewhere in there my rational instincts shone through. I put as many things on order as I could.

             It was about 4:30 am when I headed towards home.

             At around 10 am I recieved another call. My sister's boyfriend, Michael, had died at the hospital early that morning. He was 12 weeks from his high school graduation. He and I had already talked about what we would do when he turned 18 in July.

             My little sister was 16. She was hit head-on by a drunk driver passing someone around double yellow lines in a blind curve. She died on impact.

             Unfortunately the drunk driver wasn't a stranger. He was someone I went to high school with, someone I have a personality for. A recognizable face took my little sister from me at 11:30 at night 7 miles from home.

             And he wasn't just drunk, he was very drunk : 3 times the legal limit.

             Courtney age 21




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