Separation

With the departure of B2 to that last bastion of democracy and equal rights for all during the early hours of this morning my immediate family unit now has representatives in the US and Oz. It will be sometime during Christmas 2006 before we will all be standing in the same physical space at the same time again.

That cliche about not knowing what you got till you miss it rings true at this time, we've never been what you might consider close, I guess that's what you get when all your siblings are male. Seems to me girls have the edge on boys when it comes to building and maintaining sibling relationships, even friendships in general. Of course, there's a chance of bitchiness coming into the equation and fucking things up but in general girl-girl friendships seem to stand the test of time better than guy-guy friendships.

The relationship between the Eggs 3 has always been one of don't ask, don't tell. No one asks about your life, you tell no one about it too. It wasn't always like that, I remember us sleeping on the same bed while we were young, sharing the same room when we couldn't all fit into one bed anymore and just talking about nonsense while we lay in bed waiting for the Sleep Monster to ambush us. Those times were the best, we played hard, fought harder and yet in the quiet time before sleep, we'd always have something to talk about, each cocooned in his own bed staring up at the ceiling (in the case of B2, staring up at the bottom of the top bed of the double decker), just talking. Sometimes a little too excitedly, which brought the Big Daddy Bird into the room threatening in a loud voice and in no uncertain terms what he'd do to us if we didn't quiet down and go to sleep.

We've done a lot of growing up since those days, we've taken different paths along the way and made friends of our own, created our own worlds and our own support structure, to the extent that water seems thicker than blood sometimes. Yet, ironically, for all the distance that seems to separate us, both literally and figuratively, I've come to realise that there is nothing I won't do for either of them. You never know what you got till you lose it, indeed.