The word identical has always made me cringe. Why? Because I have a fraternal twin, not identical. But where the textbooks will claim we are no more alike than regular siblings, I vehemently disagree. We really need to take a fresh picture of us side-by-side, but here is one of Liz and I from two years ago.
Now, c’mon, we are much more alike than two random siblings. I once sent her to go pick up my paycheck in high school, and we shared a driver’s license to use for an i.d. at a bar in college when I forgot mine at home. We have always had similar interests, just not in careers (number crunching in a cubical? Mmm, pass). We even have the same voice!
Growing up side-by-side is a different experience than most siblings get to have, it’s very unique. How many people have had their names switched on their pictures in their high school yearbook? How many people can take calculus with their twin and take turns nudging each other awake during class? How many people were picked out of an audience at a rock concert for being twins and invited backstage? (hee, hee) How many people can run off to college with their sibling, unafraid of roommate woes and of having to share a 12-by-12 foot dorm room for a couple of years? And a car! And a wardrobe!
Now, I don’t know if being identical would have changed us much, but I am glad we aren’t those type of twins who still dress the same and get matching hairstyles. Can you imagine? I think my husband would have bowed out a while ago if we did this:
Eh, but at least they look like they are loving life, and that’s what I get to do, too, as a fraternal twin.
My sister and I live in different states, but we look forward to each other’s company every year over Spring Break–NEXT WEEK!!!! Look out, Liz, I’m coming to N.C. and we need an updated photo! (Perhaps in matching outfits.)