My mom was very close to her cousins years ago. Â In 1989, four children were brought into our family. Â A set of twin boys (with one older sister), a little girl (who would become a big sister) and my younger brother.
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21 years later and two of them died in car crashes. Â The not-so-little girl went off the road and hit a tree and as far as I know, was instantly killed. Â Six weeks later (the day before Thanksgiving, 2010), one of the twins was in a vehicle with a supposedly designated driver, was not wearing his seatbelt and sitting in the back and also died instantly when they hit a tree. Â The passenger was critically injured and the driver unscathed.
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We celebrated Christmas today and my mom bought me a guardian angel for my car. Â I'm not religious in any way, but I can feel how this is affecting her. Â She went on antidepressant meds shortly after my sudden leave from home (10 years ago) because she had horrible thoughts of how people were going to die. Â Now she is really grasping on to me and my brother.
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I know that vehicular crashes are among, if not the leading cause of death for 21 year olds in the United States. Â I really feel for my great aunt, who lost two grandchildren and for both mothers who lost a child and a niece/nephew. Â And for all my cousins who lost two first cousins. Â They were all very close. Â I thought I would share here because it is very much a part of me right now.
