Vicky left Australia when I was 10
Every time she called was an Event
It cost a fortune to call long distance back then
("In the late 1900s," as the kids now say
*eyeeee roll*!!!!)
It was always so special to hear her voice
The phone would be frantically passed around
"Hiiiii! Aunty Bicky! How are you? We miss you! We love you!" 
And now I live on the other side of the world 
And tonight my sister called me
And we chatted for 5 minutes while she walked to her car 
She filled me in on what she was buying everyone for Christmas
And the call was free
We could have chatted on video if we wanted to
And how extraordinary that in my lifetime
Computers have gone from being giant hulking blocks 
To tiny machines that fit in our pockets
That allow instant communication from New York to Sydney
And I so rarely feel homesick 
But this year Christmas is different
It's my first time without my husband 
Because he's not my husband any more 
And I miss him 
And everything has changed
And no amount of technology can bridge the gap in between