living far away from family is hard.

My family is pretty close. Considering all that we have gone through in our lives, we have had to be this way. We have had to stick together.

But...

Slowly one by one my family is leaving. I want to saying that they are leaving "me" but that's not the case. My brother went to be with his lovely wife who lives in Santa Barbara. And my sister and her husband wanted to move away from the cold and out to Huntington Beach. So now, its just me and my mom here in Boston.

At first the transition of seeing my family a few times a year was hard. And then it got easier. But now it is hard again. Especially since my older sister who I love very much is expecting a baby in August. Now, I will always be considered, "the aunt out east".

But...

I will survive. I always do.

top left: my sister-in-law, ahnika

top right: my pregnant sister, heather

bottom left: my sister, brother, me, mom

bottom right: my boyfriend, me, heather, brother-in-law