Yesterday was my first Christmas without my sister. No, she's not dead or anything *knocks on wood a bajillion times* She's in Austria, teaching kids English. I know that growing up is a thing that happens, but I hate it. I think I have some sort of Peter Pan/Holden Caulfield syndrome or something.
We "Skyped" with her as we were opening presents, but it wasn't the same. Usually, I wake her up in some obnoxious way on Christmas morning. And almost every year since we both started playing flute, we would play some Christmas duets at church on Christmas Eve. But now she lives far away (until June). And I had to deal with Kayla and Olivia on my own. Usually, one of take Kayla and the other takes Olivia. Gah.
I know she's having fun in Europe and that she's getting life skills she need to further her career as a teacher, but I still miss her a lot. And I might be working next week. Stupid life.
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