So I remember when I lived at home I constantly thought to myself how much I would hate the day that my brothers and sister started their own separate lives and inevitably families because I would never have the same bond with them etc...
It wasn't until today, a year into living away from home, that I realised 1. The only reason I felt that way was because my life hadn't started yet and 2. We have all been doing that exact thing for so long now and nothing has changed.
I think the one thing that is constant in your life is your family and so you can always instantly worry that they will forget you when they start their own, but I guess the realisation is that they never forget they are just to busy to remember. I know I am a prime culprit of that ever since I left home and I am certain it will carry on like that. The nice thing is that you can always tell when one of your family is thinking about you by the random texts and the odd little Facebook comments.
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