Camping Trip #2

Yesterday's camping trip was quite peaceful and wonderful; I decided to add in a few pictures. I have no idea what kind of insect that is but it was beautiful. Our tent, of course, and a frog in the river we were camped by. I was amazed by its camouflage abilities. Some very big things did happen, though Gabe didn't propose. He's decided he should go to San Juan and say goodbye to his grandma; and take me with him. I haven't met her yet and she's kind of the head of his family so it's quite a big deal. I had been telling him he should go and I'm quite glad he is but the thought of meeting her is making me rather nervous. I don't know if me going there dressed as I usually am is appropriate; I'll probably have to tone down the goth girl thing for a few days. Not to mention I've been dying in this heat for weeks now; I wouldn't make it in San Juan dressed head to toe in black. Unfortunately he had to go to work for a while today; his boss is not merciful. I got a call from my sister an hour or so after we got home saying she had been in a car accident and had a concussion and whiplash. She called me from the hospital to ask if she could come over and stay with me so she doesn't fall asleep. Her boyfriend came to pick her up after he got done with work and will take care of her. She had been in the car with her boss and some coworkers and her boss ran into a semi truck. Luckily no one is too seriously hurt but they easily could have died. She started crying on the phone; we had been in a very scary car accident as children and that memory was brought back again. I don't know if I would have considered it traumatic but my sister definitely did. Obviously this wasn't helped by the fact that she thought she was going to die. She told me she loves me and was so grateful not to be alone. It isn't every day my sister tells me that and I'm always glad to hear it. Again we have our differences but we're still sisters and still love each other.  Gabe's grandma isn't doing well so we'll probably need to go as soon as possible to see her. He's trying to be strong and act like he can handle it but I know him well enough to know that isn't the case. I see the sadness on his face when he thinks I'm not looking. His face hides nothing; just like mine. He does have some of the macho attitude in him but is pretty sensitive at his core and feels things quite deeply; again I feel things deeply too and am quite sensitive despite the facade I try to put on. We understand each other so well because we're two sides of the same coin. I did message him to tell him about my sister before I ran to pick her up; obviously the idea of losing my sister scared the hell out of me. He asked if she's going to be okay and if he could help. I love him so much for that. I told him I was okay and just wanted to let him know what happened. I felt funny taking care of her again now that we're both in our 30s. However sisterhood is for life, right? I'm her older sister and wouldn't be very good at that job if I didn't help her when she needed me, right? I guess that's enough for now.