My sister, my self.

This weekend, my Twin came to town.
!!!!!!!!!
I got to spend an entire, blissful, loverly 48 hours with the girl who makes me feel more like me,
more like the very best version of me,
than anyone else in the world.
Having Twin and her most wonderful guy, whom we shall call Go Go, in our home,
in our bed,
as we spent the early morning hours all snuggled up in my bedroom, talking, giggling, reminiscing, joking and just being,
made me feel so good; so whole.
Having twin in town meant that I got to watch my daughter fall in love with the same girl whom I fell in love with seven years ago.
It meant that I got to marvel, as she carried my daughter around the park, sang songs to her, pushed her on the swings, held her hand as they walked down the street
and taught her where her knee is.
Having twin in town meant that I got to see my daughter follow Go Go around the house, shouting his name, begging for him to pick her up, asking him to read to her, to hold her, to hug her and just be hers.
Having twin in town meant eating all of our meals family style.
It meant being a family.
Having twin in town meant having an expert to help me pick out my outfits,
a partner for middle of the night dance parties
and a hand to hold, every single time I needed it.
Having a twin in town meant music, and belly laughs and crunching leaves and cupcakes and more kisses than I can count.
Having a twin in town meant everything.
I miss her already.

1 Comment
  • twin
    November 21, 2011

    the most perfect weekend!! i wish it never ended. also i love that one of the tags in this post is “dance parties”! XOXOXO

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