I’ll Stumble, I’ll Fall, I’ll Get Up Again: Chapter Twenty Three:

Chapter Twenty Three:

I ushered Krista into my room, knowing that being in the room would allow my sister and I to talk without waking our Mom. Mother was exhausted and needed her rest, not only physically but emotionally. I knew old feelings about our Father were coming up, especially since Krista had seen him a few weeks about.

“I’m ready to talk, I mean really talk about this.” I said, transferring from my chair to my bed, ushering Krista to sit next to me.

“Okay.” Krista said. “Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me, I should be thanking you.” I said.

“No need for that either Sienna, I’m just glad you’re finally opening up, to someone.”

“It hasn’t been easy.” I said. “I wake up every morning to the reality that it’s more likely that I will never walk again, than I will.” I said with a sigh. “I didn’t ask for any of this, but then again, this isn’t something anyone asks for.”

“I know it hasn’t been easy.” Krista said. “I can see that, anyone who knows you can see that, but you didn’t want to admit it.”

“Krista, I was afraid to admit it, afraid that somehow it would make me look less faithful, more weak.”