Did I mention my family is spread all over the world? My littlest sister is more spread than most. Her significant other is a professional sportsman, which sounds glamorous, but comes with a significant down side. Her life is spread between cricket seasons, a round of endless summers on different continents. Ever six months or so, she has to up sticks and move. She has to find a new home, a new job, reconnect with other itinerant friends – and just when she’s settled, she’ll do it all again. Sometimes she’s close to my parents. Sometimes she’s close to our other sister. She’s always at least a five hour flight from me.
I miss her. She’s one of the most truly generous people I know.
Sometime in the next four weeks she’ll up and move again. Away. There isn’t even a firm date yet – it’s all dependent on making the finals, or not. So when Jamie asked who I wanted to send some love, it was her.
Wishing all my lovings for my wild, whimsical, gypsy sister, who spreads love and compassion everywhere she goes.