This week, everything was supposed to be about ME.
MY wedding invitations were supposed to be done and sent.
MY trip to california was the most important thing on my mind.
MY wedding favors were gonna be assembled.
MY closet was gonna be finished.
MY living room was gonna be painted.
the universe takes over.
and everything little that that was important to me is now so trivial.
Wednesday night in the middle of ME time, i found out that my seemingly perfectly healthy sister, wasn't so healthy at all. And two days before her 17 birthday she had a painful surgery, to see her if her kidneys were failing. We found that 70% of them were, and she'll eventually need a kidney transplant.
This is her and me on her 17 birthday in the hospital. My little sister is a fashionista. And in no way was she gonna celebrate her birthday in an ugly hospital gown.
But, like my mom said,
"We're Navarrete women, we're tough, we survive."