Fifty six.

This is a post about sisters. As in, my sister and I.
She moved to Hamilton this year and I miss her. She comes back in December which I am greatly anticipating, but that will still be the longest we've ever been apart aside from the three years that she was alive and I hadn't quite gotten around to that yet.

She's my absolute favorite friend.
Right now I'm listening to the Regina Spektor song that finishes "Prince Caspian". This is probably a bad call because it's making me cry a little. It's a beautiful song.

The Call - Regina Spektor

It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope.
Which then turned into a quiet thought, which then turned into a quiet word.
And then that word grew louder and louder until it was a battle cry.
I'll come back when you call me.
No need to say "Goodbye"

Just because everything's changing doesn't mean it's never been this way before.
All you can do is try to know who your friends are as you head off to the war.
Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light.
You'll come back when it's over.
No need to say "Goodbye".
You'll come back when it's over.
No need to say "Goodbye".

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too doesn't mean that you have to forget
Let you memories grow stronger and stronger
'Till they're before you eyes.
You'll come back when they call you.
No need to say "Goodbye"
You'll come back when they call you.
No need to say "Goodbye".