It’s been a while since I last saw my sister. That’s one of the downsides of living in different countries. And although she has already left us, I prefer to focus on hellos, rather than the vacuum that good-byes create.
So, this is us meeting up again. In our own inimitable way.
First off, my sister tries to strangle me while she is still half-asleep… (She’s the sleepy-eyed figure on the right.)
Then we take a good long look at each other, assessing the changes that have taken place during the past six months.
My sister thinks: Oh my goodness! The folds on her face make her look like an accordion. Poor thing!
And I think: What?! Am I really related to you?
What we actually say is: It’s just lovely to see you again!
Because it is.
Even if we are just that bit more more wrinkled and tired…