the beggining of my story

So I have been proded by God to tell my story the whole thing from the beginning to now. So here goes.

Well I was born in Queens NY. My sister Lisa was 5 years old at the time. We were living in Lefrak City. 17 months later my brother was born and a month later we moved to the subarbs on Long Island. My family was typical for the time. Mom was stay at home and Dad worked on Wall Street in NYC. My parents started to attend a group called Marriage Encounter and met two other couples who became family to ours and still are. When I was 5 years old we started to attend a Pentacostal Church and my mother has never stopped attending that church and works for them to this day.
My sister, brother and myself all attended the children's sundy school and youth group. We were your typical family. We fought we cried we laughed and we did things together as a family. My brother and I looked up to my sister being she was much older. When I turned 12 I realized my sister would be leaving the house soon to go away to college and the getting a job etc. I tried not to be the typical little sister it was hard and I can't say I was a success totaly but some of it worked.
So she went to a Christian college upstated and left that August. The house was so empty at the time. We talked on the phone frequently. I had spoken to her one November night and I told her I loved her and missed her. A couple of days later my mother gets a phone call that their was an accident and that she needed to get to Briacliffe Manor right away. My mother took me to the family from Marriage Encounter and my brother to the other. We were their for hours. My father had gotten to the hospital sooner because he was closer. My sister went home to be with her Lord that day and it changed our families lives.
My mother being the strong Christian woman she was pressed in closer to the Lord. My father not being as strong went into a deep depression. My brother did as my mother did and I do not know if I blamed God so much as I just wanted to be like my sister and try to use her as a role model. I got more involved in church and tried to be the best person I could be. It was not easy to try to be someone I was not and not the person God made me to be, but He so knows what He is doing. I actually was numb I would say for about 8 years. When I turned 18 things got messier than they had been.