The journey of our lives is a single line, with many twists and turns, crossing with others' as we interact in our daily lives. Physical proximity with others tends to create more opportunities for our lives to intersect, and we gain insights into each others' lives. We share experiences, create memories together, but still let them inform each of us separately and uniquely. We may share many of these experiences, and still come out different on the other side.
It's only been a week since my sisters flew back to their respective homes, each half the world away. And so our intersections will become fewer. Who knows when our lives will all intersect together again? We each have our own lives, and our own families, and our own futures to chart.
And we are each our own people, with our own perspectives on life. Still, I look forward to the next intersection. For we are still family.
