|Posted on August 31, 2012 at 11:00 PM|
I cannot speak for all twins, but my twin sister and I are very close. It feels like she is the other half of me.
Any time something great is happening in my life, Sue is the one I call. When things are bad, who do I call for moral support? Sue.
We both have a sarcastic sense of humor. She 'gets" me and I "get" her.
When I was very sick and couldn't fathom having the strength to make a phone call, Sue did the research, to find they type of doctor I needed. She made the appointment and drove me to the office. I was so weak and I leaned on her for support, to walk in. She spoke for me, when I was too weak, to speak.
We have such a history together.
And now, I have to deal with the fact, that I am going to lose her, to the insidious disease of ovarian cancer. I would take it from her, if I could. I want to beat the shit out of it, as I did anyone who bothered her, when we were little.
It breaks my heart that she has to endure the terrifying fear of what is to come.
I cannot imagine a world without her in it.
Sue, I love you, so much.