b.a.(b.)s. my sister.
you are my twin, plucked from the same branch; born six years later.
we are irrevocably linked by blood, but held together by a bond so strong, it escapes naming or understanding.
my personal counterbalance, directing me to my true north — to my home, to my family.
thank you for always knowing the words before i speak them.
just the other day i was at my computer, trying to write about our relationship for my blog. this was inspired from the time recently when we were singing along to some song and would always jump in at the exact same time and sing in the exact same way. i also just finished reading a book about twins and was struck by how i think of you in almost the same light; you were just born a few years earlier. in the end i left frustrated because i couldn’t find the words necessary to explain it. i see now that that’s just part of the beauty.
thanks for this. you were the first yellow roman candle to light up my sky and will always remain one of the brightest.
Posted by brook on 9 December 2009 @ 2pm
Awwww I want a sister!
Posted by Ari on 9 December 2009 @ 9pm
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