today we fly off. this is the beginning of the journey to deliver J1 into the embrace of the sgp military, so this is effectively the end of family as we know it. in a sense, our relentlessly itinerant hopelessly fractured lifestyle comes to an end too, because it is no longer relevant. i am grateful now that we chose to dislodge together every time. there is a closeness of kin that blood ties alone cannot purchase which is forged by shared fears disappointments desires and hopes, which is our fair exchange for rootless instability.
there is a time, the teacher says, for everything under the sun; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing. there is a time for the fledgling to start flying on his own.
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