We live far apart.
There is a border between us, but an easy one as far as borders go.
We don't have a car and neither do my parents, so when we meet it is usually Troll and I taking the train up to them. My sister and her husband live in the same small town, so it's easier we make the 6 hour trip than four of them making their way to us.
So, we talk on the phone.
We see each other not often enough.
Birthdays are one of the occasions I miss them. We try to be there for my parent's anniversaries - my Dad's is close to Christmas, so that always makes for a nice week off.
My birthday is celebrated in two countries. The phone rings off the hook, because they call and we chat and chat.
But - they send the best parcels and presents.
Friday and Saturday the parcel and the envelop arrived.
I don't know how I managed to not open them immediately.
My husband had hidden his present in a spot I couldn't reach - literally ;-)
We woke up at 5:15 this morning, hungry cats and nature calling.
Tried to go back to sleep, but failed due to sick cat.
So we gave up and got up.
And I got to open my presents!
I feel lots of love for my crazy familytree full of nuts <3
And then there are your friends, who do something like this to you:
I love my circle of crazy friends!