Don’t you sometimes get the feeling that you wish things wouldn’t happen quite so quickly? We all wish for change, but when the big stuff actually gets here… Well I feel the need to run for the hills, or worse, all the way back to high school, even though I hated a large part of high school. Of course, I’d want to go back knowing what I know now – that things were simpler and easier then, that you could have big dreams for the future but there was no scary need to act on them.

Now, I’m not actually a big chicken. I went to London on my own at 18 after school even though I was terrified. I’ve also pursued my dream of acting and refuse to be discouraged. Things have changed along the way, but I still manage to go after what I want.

No, the reason for this post is because I’m frightened by the change that is about to hit. My brother and his girlfriend are moving to Germany at the end of the month. I always knew he would go one day, but I always hoped it wouldn’t be now. One day sounds better than now when it comes to your only sibling moving to another continent.

Why is he going? I’m not sure. I suppose, why not? My family have never been the stay behind and keep the home fires burning types. If they had been, my brother and I would never have been born! My parents are from different parts of the UK and if they hadn’t left home, they would’ve never met.

I guess I’m just going to miss him more than I care to admit. Especially since he’s been living on the same property as me for over a year now. I’m used to him being so close. And I don’t like not knowing when I’ll see him again.

And now look at all the times I’ve used the word “I” in this post! Ok, all I really want to say is: he’s my brother, he drives me nuts sometimes, but I love him and I will miss having him here. Thank dog for the Internet and social media and Skype!

Safe travels big brother!