Family

It makes me sad to think we'll never be one. That we'll never do any of those silly, seemingly mundane things like eating dinner together or sitting down and watching TV.
We'll never go on holiday together, go on day trips or even to the shops to get food. We'll never get to spend Christmas together, you'll never watch me open my presents and I'll never see you wearing one of those stupid paper crowns on your head.
You'll never drive me to school in the morning or meet me at the gates in the afternoon, and you'll never watch me in a nativity play in a silly costume or tell me that a picture of a wonky stickman is good simply because I'd drawn it for you.
And you'll never help me with homework, or teach me to drive, or even get to do something as simple as giving me a kiss goodnight.

These things might seem trivial to some, but only in their absence do you realise how desperately you miss them...
and how desperately I miss you.