So today I see my brother for the last time in what could be a very long time as he emigrates to New Zealand tomorrow.
I’m a bit confused as to how I should feel about this. I expected to be more upset, and maybe I will be when I actually see him, but right now I feel a bit numb about it. I probably only see him 2 or 3 times a year anyway these days and we have never been hugely close, but he is my brother after all. I expected to feel more than this.
I guess it just hasn’t really sunk in that this is it, he’s really going. Maybe it’ll hit me after he’s been gone a while, maybe it’ll hit me when I see how upset my mum’s going to be, I really don’t know.
