Family, Family

I live with my great aunt, Amber. She's cool. Her and her wife, Jennifer. They have a 5 year old together. Not sure of the twists and turns in the family tree that that makes me, but it's lovely to have a child near to some of my own sibling's ages.

I am estranged from my own mum, for want of a better term, and I miss my younger sisters. My older sister? We see each other a bit, not often, and it's a little forced at times. Which is a shame. I do see my younger siblings, like, once a week. Better than nothing but I always feel that I am missing out on them progressing and evolving.

I kind of get that from Amber's child, I guess; watching her grow up.

My big sister? I remember playing in the park, cycling together, sneaking off for a cigarette on the way to school together, sharing laughter, talking of boys, books, music and swigging from bottles of alcho-pops, watching movies, just being plain...weird...helping each other with homework.

I'm surrounded by family, or parts of it. Just wished that I had those other parts back too.

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