The irony that we are pointing to a plane in the sky is not lost on me, as thirty years later my brother is currently taking off for a new life in Australia.
I wish we'd stayed as close as we were in that photo, but with him joining the ambulance service just a few short years later, it meant that our lives have followed two very separate paths. Were it not for the blood tie binding us, I'm not sure how strong our relationship would be.
And I think the reality of that breaks my heart more than the 10,444 miles that will separate us for the next few years.