My mum has recently moved away. So has my sister. In six weeks I am moving to the other side of the freakin world. It’s dawned on me how far apart we will all be.
London. Perth. Sydney. Melbourne.
How did this happen?
Do the invisible links between family members stretch that far?
Once upon a time I had a pretty zany, but nonetheless normal, nuclear family. Mum, Dad, two girls and a dog. Now we’re all flying pretty much solo.
Sometimes the memory of living all together and being a kid seems so much more real than waking up next to my best friend does. It often feels like I’m watching my grown up life on DVD, and soon enough my Mum will be waking me up for school at 7am by switching my light on and off a hundred times. Now I get up all on my own BEFORE 7am.
It’s hard to believe we will never sing all together in a car ever again. That shit made road trips bearable. You can’t harmonise on your own!