2 days ago
yesterday, i handed my brother’s fiancée a birthday card and apologised for the lack of gift, but i didn’t want to burden them with more shit to carry. no, a card was perfect she assured me.
as i left them to continue packing their joint life into 4 suitcases for yet another mammoth uprooting across the planet (yes i have strong feelings about this and the posting of an empty staircase is a desperately unsubtle metaphor for the gaping hole in my heart😭), i overheard her ask him if she thought the present from my aunt was fragile. between them they decided my aunt probably wouldn’t give someone travelling 30+ hours by bus, tube, plane and car with a 17hour layover in shanghai something fragile, and it went into her hand luggage for safe keeping.
after i dropped them at the airport, and finished teaching my dance class last night, i got this message from my brother:
“k gave m a set of cheese knives... got stopped at security. bag stripped down, stuff all over the place. questions asked.” well, it wasn’t fragile. 📱x