So back to twins. Today I am fascinated by them and when I see twins, now I understand the fascination that would embarrass the two of us as youngsters. When we are out shopping together, we notice others look at us, maybe it's our voices that catch their attention. They say we sound alike, have the same mannerisms and expressions. My nephew (her son) noticed our handwriting is even alike and commented, "Don't they have anything that isn't alike?" Well, yes, we do. You see, to me, my twin is one-of-a-kind. Like I said to begin with, it's hard to put my thoughts on paper without a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat. She means so much to me. She is kind, she is devoted to her family, all of us, she is compassionate, she is funny, she is feisty and the life of the party. Often times for me, she IS the party! My husband and our children adore her like I do. Why? Did I mention she is one-of-a-kind, she is kind and compassionate, and let's not forget FUNny! She can bring a smile to any face, any time! But, she is also there with a tear in her eye at just the right moment. She will not shy away from that and comes alongside you when your feelings are hurt or your heart is broken. I experienced that in her just recently. She has passed many of the above traits on to her children and I trust her grandchild(ren) will also be the proud recipients of much of what and who she is.
We just happen to have a pronoun to describe our sisterhood, 'twin' and I will always be happy to be called 'the twins' because it means I'm included right in there with her! She knows how much I love her but I never get tired of saying so...