Twins are a tricky and just weird subject. Two people sharing a womb for almost a year, developing their own language inside and outside a mother's body, and being able to read each other without saying a word at all? Freaky, right?
Okay, so literally everyone wants to know what it's like to be a twin. I've literally been asked my ENTIRE twenty-seven-years-old life, "What's it like?" "Do you know what the other one is thinking?" "Can you feel pain/feelings/emotions when they do?" But to be honest, it's complicated. If you aren't constantly attached at the hip with your twin, you often times lose a lot of the "twin intuition". In fact, there are times I forget I'm actually a twin.
Growing up with my twin brother, we shared a lot of these freaky "twin" powers. My brother is the polar opposite of who I am. He's a musician, super tan, incredibly tall and a he's strong. Like former Marine, been to Afghanistan strong. We couldn't be more different.
But when we were just kids, we would finish each other's sentences, fix each other lunches and dinners (because we had the same tastes) and even sense trouble with each other and seek out consolation when we were feeling sad or bothered. It was actually kind of cool! Sure, there were times I wished I had a girl twin, but I honestly don't think I could have handled having a sister my own age.
Could you imagine? Someone who looked the same way I did during my most formative teenage rebellion years? It would be absolutely brutal. So yes, I am thankful for my BOY twin. We have shared a lot of the same experiences in our lives and will always have each other to rely on for memories.
Now that my twin brother and I have since moved on with our lives, outside of school and living together under the same roof; I still honestly believe we share the intuition we once had, but in a different way. Without even realizing or discussing it (because we NEVER speak) we enrolled back into college around the same time.
Another thing my twin and I had done that nobody else in our family has done; we moved out of Michigan. Although my move was brief, we both chose opposite coasts. He moved to California, and I chose Florida. Of course, we had to choose two of the most tropical, sunshine blasting, palm-tree ridden states on opposite sides of the country.
Weird, right? Twin magic!
I'm very blessed to have a twin brother in my lifetime, and I hope someday to re-connect with him and have the same relationship we had when we were just kids. After all the ups and downs, and crazy paths our lives have taken, having a little weird twin magic wouldn't be so weird to have after all this time.
Love you "big" brother!
