I have twin siblings.
A boy and a girl. They never cease to annoy me. However, that’s besides the point. I’ve lived my life acknowledging the fact that I don’t have a twin. There are times that this makes me happy because I’m not big on sharing, but there are times it makes me not so happy because I’ve observed the sense of security and support that having a partner brings.
All this to say that one day I realized I do have a twin A male one, tall, and a face exactly like mine. Yeah, my dad. And I could not ask for a better twin. My dad is equal parts strength and intelligence. Assertive and the least spontaneous person I know. But he’s kind and giving. He’s understanding and patient (kind of). I am passionate, ambitious, and driven because of him. He’s also all kinds of wise. He’s taught me very valuable lessons and continues to everyday. He is the reason I am the person I am today. Thanks Dad, you are the best twin I will never have.