As I mentioned in an earlier blog, I am a twin. My brother John is 7 minutes older and he never lets me forget it, especially when we argue. According to my mother, we are identical twins. John currently has his hair dyed blonde. I wear glasses and John does not. When I don’t have my glasses on and we are sleeping near each other, even my mother has a hard time telling us apart. To this day, when we are out together, people remark “You look so much alike, you could be twins.” This usually makes my brother, John, angry and I, of course, laugh hysterically, which makes John even angrier. Then, my mother starts laughing and John just walks away. It is such fun being a twin!
From when we were young, my mother had to buy two birthday cakes to make both of us happy. Picking a restaurant or a special place to go for our birthday is always an argument because we have different personalities and preferences. Over the years, I have learned to go with the flow and accept wherever my brother wants to eat.
John is very special to me. He has always stuck up for me when anyone has picked on me or insulted me. Being a twin has made my life much more enjoyable!