My twin sister leaves tomorrow.
The next time I see her it will probably be snowing.
This is the hardest part, saying goodbye.
Last weekend we shared a room at my parents house.
We snuggled into bed and talked and talked and talked and laughed until we both were quiet. We have this great idea to write a book together about what it's like to be a twin.
Sometimes I forget.
Especially when we're apart for so long. I forget what it's like to be called 'Kate', I forget what it's like to get double looks from strangers in the grocery store, I forget what it's like to hear my own voice in the other room, I forget how great it is to have someone give you their honest opinion about how you look...because they look the same. I forget how nice it is to have someone just like me around all the time.
Now she has to be brave again and head back to Florida and I have to be brave again without her here in Colorado.
I know she has to go...her job is there, her home is there, that's where her life is for now.
We have a few more hours left together...so I think we'll just go sit in the sun quietly, and quietly is okay because we both know that there are no words that can make saying goodbye any easier.
The next time I see her it will probably be snowing.
This is the hardest part, saying goodbye.
Last weekend we shared a room at my parents house.
We snuggled into bed and talked and talked and talked and laughed until we both were quiet. We have this great idea to write a book together about what it's like to be a twin.
Sometimes I forget.
Especially when we're apart for so long. I forget what it's like to be called 'Kate', I forget what it's like to get double looks from strangers in the grocery store, I forget what it's like to hear my own voice in the other room, I forget how great it is to have someone give you their honest opinion about how you look...because they look the same. I forget how nice it is to have someone just like me around all the time.
Now she has to be brave again and head back to Florida and I have to be brave again without her here in Colorado.
I know she has to go...her job is there, her home is there, that's where her life is for now.
We have a few more hours left together...so I think we'll just go sit in the sun quietly, and quietly is okay because we both know that there are no words that can make saying goodbye any easier.
You made me cry. Mom's of twins have twice as many hugs and kisses. I'm pretty lucky.
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