
The Riggs girls had a really bad day last week and for some reason it hit all of us pretty hard. I don't know how or why it happened but the universe turned upside down on all of us and it seems that the only thing that offered comfort was each other.
None of the events of the day were related to one another but they seemed to be lined up, waiting in the wings for the previous disaster to finish so the next could waltz up and blind side the appropriate victim.
The details of the day are not that important and none of them particularly tragic but the feeling that it was all out of our hands made it difficult to cope with. Just as a brief chronological overview, the day went something like this:
-All three girls are sick with some vicious head cold
-Crying, teething, congested baby with no husband to offer back-up
-Bad haircut
-More crying
-Grandma loses her keys in Costco and needs help. Can't remember who to call.
-Call from the in-laws who saw dad on the freeway. He had been in an accident.
-More crying (a sister and a baby)
-BYU's KMB is torn down (home to Heather and Adrian all through college)
-More crying (sister and baby)
-Big fights with loved ones
-Packing for first flight with baby
-Can't get to dad who is on the freeway in a pile-up and in need of assistance
-more crying, more fighting
-OHS theatre is torn down, no more Neal & Jerry & Syd's Theatre.
-Still fighting, still crying, need to be packing
-Crying in the grocery store, need kleenex, store manager confronts crying sister to tell her she can't open the box of kleenex
-Primary witness to 6 car accident (sister is in the only car that doesn't get smashed)
-More crying
-Car fire
-Crying
-Fleeing the scene of the accident to avoid car fire
-Confronted by angry loved one who has no idea what is going on
-Call from police to return to the scene of the accident
-Still not packed, baby still crying
-Midnight. Finally.
Through all of this there were uncannily (is that really a word?) timed phone calls to one another that caused tears or relief and release. I know I couldn't have made it through the day without them. Well, I would have made it through but the battle wounds would have been far more visible.
All this whining to say that the Riggs girls have been taught how to rally. When things are going rough, we are at our best. Our innate survival instinct and sisterly bond kick into full gear and we can turn the universe right again.
I have this little fantasy that my mom controls the weather. That night, after such an exhausting day I stood in the front yard @ 1:30am in my robe and watched the most incredible storm I have ever seen. I even pulled Elliott out of bed and made him stand there with me in his robe and slippers. The constant, powerful lighting that broke through the skies with booming thunder made way for a mighty rain/hail storm that washed away the events that were weighing my spirit down. It was perfect.
Thanks sisters. You are fancy, I love having both of you so close.







