5 years ago, was the end of what felt like one of the longest weeks in my life.
A week earlier, I received a call from the rehab facility that my sister was in, asking to take her to the hospital. She had a severe infection that spread. The hospital did everything that they could over the course of the week to give her every opportunity to find her strength.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. Through the week, the hospital was preparing me for the call that I never wanted to hear, the call asking me to give permission to take her off of life support.
Thankfully, when the call came, I was with friends who could support me through the time immediately after the call.
For most of my life, she was my closest supporter.