Droplets…
For a while, Iryna and I were called “droplets” in our neighborhood. After all, droplets of water are all the same… just like us.
How wonderful it is to have a twin! The feelings are incomparable. You never know what loneliness is; you don’t know what alienation feels like. Because there’s always someone by your side who has known you since the very first moment of your life, who always loves you, always understands you, always supports you, and who is simply always there… Being there is so important! Always there when things are good, always there when things are bad. Twins almost never have friends—this is even referred to as the “twin syndrome”—because they simply don’t need them. We always have each other. Always.
As children, our poor parents… Not only were we born at seven months, premature at 3.3 pounds each, but right after birth, I got meningitis—leaving me with little chance of survival. Our parents took us home after two months, signing a waiver, and nursed us back to health. They loved us fiercely, and we probably wanted to live just as much.
But once we grew up, things became much easier and more interesting! Mom says that from the earliest childhood, we were inseparable. We always cared for each other more than for ourselves… Our parents never knew how to keep us occupied— we always had fun together! They didn’t understand what our homework was like—because it was always easier and quicker to tackle it together! They left us alone without any worries.
The life of twins is a special life. It’s completely different from the life of a single person.