STORY TIME!!

I met my un-biological twin through a mutual friend sometime last year. It all started when our mutual friend said she knew someone who was a bigger Taylor Swift fan than I was. She introduced us over Facebook and we immediately bonded. The more we got to know each other, the more the resemblance started getting freaky. Here's a bit about my twin: My twin is 8 years older than me. She lives 2,370.9 miles away from me. She has blonde hair, my hair is dirty blondish brown. We were both home schooled in high school, yet we graduated from the same program. Our brothers have the same name. We have the same passions, beliefs, and favorite things. Her niece's name is a combination of both of my little sisters' names. We both have a passion for dogs, so much so that we both wanted to be veterinarians as children, but changed our minds because we realized that veterinarians have other responsibilities than just loving on animals. Both of us equally adore a woman named Taylor Swift's music. We have the same opinions about nearly everything.

We don't look alike but we are pretty much the same person. We say the same things at the same time. I cannot relate to anyone else as much as I relate to her. We don't have the same career paths and we're both at different stages in life, yet somehow we just GET each other. I give her advice, she gives me advice. She gives me some of the best advice because she doesn't push me out of my comfort zone, she knows what my barriers are more than anyone else. God put her in my life at a time I needed someone to relate to me the most. When everyone else thinks I'm crazy, she gets me. I don't know what I would do without her constant encouragement and advice and love, even though she's all the way in Michigan.

I did not get to hug her or meet her in person for 6 months after we met. When I found out she was coming to Vancouver for a month, we planned for months and envisioned what it would be like. We imagined ourselves running to each other so fast and so happy that we would knock each other over. We planned listening to our favorite songs and singing along to the top of our lungs. We planned coffee trips, road trips, laughter, and a lot of hugs.

The day she got here and I heard a knock on my door, I have never before ran that fast in my life. I opened the door and took in the fact that my clone was right in front of me. I hugged her so tight. Tears streamed down my face. We hugged for about 10 minutes straight and couldn't believe that it was real.

She was here with us for one whole month, and honestly, it was one of the best months of my life. I introduced her to Black Rock Coffee (petitions for locations to open in Michigan here) and we ate pineapple fried rice at Wild Tiger Thai Food. We ate Chick-Fil-A and went to a nickel arcade. We visited Edward Cullen's house and a couple of other sights from the Twilight series. We got lost in Portland. We went to a dog park just to look at dogs. It was the best month ever.

The night before she was going to take off, we cried so much. That was by far one of the hardest moments of life. "It's not goodbye, it's see you later." We would say to each other. "Don't cry!"

She left. Then this song came on.

I was not okay. 

There were tears.

A lot of them.

Now it's been 6 months since she left and thanks to Skype, I get to see her pretty face once a week.

They say that every one has a twin somewhere in the world, I'm so glad I found mine.

When God gives you an un-biological twin, your whole world changes. You have so many crazy inside jokes that no one else will ever understand. You talk like all day, every day. She's one of the first people to know everything. She's your sanity. Your rock. Your person. You send each other memes and ten million photos a day. You cry together even though you're thousands of miles apart. She can make you laugh like no one else. You just get each other.

I have gotten through so much in those 6 months and I couldn't have done it if God hadn't given me an un-biological twin.