Being a twin

For as long as I can remember, people have always been shocked when they found out I have a twin brother. Maybe it is because twins aren’t as common. I’ve even had people ask me if I could read my brother’s mind (typical stereotype of twins). Well spoiler alert, nope, I cannot do that, though sometimes I admit it would come in-handy. According to my grandpa, there’s record of twins in our family, who would always be born after four generations have passed. Now, I don’t know if I believe this or not. He also said to me one time that he always knew one of his children would have twins. Kind of crazy if I think about it.

Growing up with a twin is, well, challenging. In spite of what some people may think, twins have very contrasting personalities. While my brother would love everything involving computers, science and math, I would love to draw, sing and be creative. We were so different that one of my teachers even said to my mom that she has never met twins as opposite as we were. On top of that, we had our moments when we really didn’t get along at all ( I think all siblings have that phase ๐Ÿ˜…)

I never saw this as something unusual though. I love the fact that we each have our own unique characters and interests. Even though twins share a womb and a birthday, it doesn’t mean that we are by any means similar. We are like night and day, two separate people, yet somehow, we are connected. Every time my brother would get hurt I would feel that pain. Every time he would be anxious for a grade at school, I would be as well and I am sure that he would say the same. It is a feeling that I can’t quite explain because it’s been there all along.

And so, I can say with absolute certainty that having a twin brother is one of the best things. Though I don’t really say it, I appreciate him every day, even when he barges into my room to tell me bad jokes or when he gets on my nerves or when he reminds me he’s 5 minutes older. He has and always will be there for me and that is the beauty of a brother-sister bond. Though we disagree sometimes, we know we can count on each other. Being a twin can mean chaos, but it’s also unique, beautiful and unlike anything else.

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