My twin sister seemed to have the perfect life: If you want to study effects of certain environments on children – it’s easy enough; just take two twins, a set of newly divorced parents, and split them up for a lifelong experiment. The worst part of this was that, in the eyes of two small children, we never saw it coming and had little time to prepare. Arrangements seemed simple enough through the minds of five-year-olds:
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In other words, Kathy loved Dad, and I favored our Mom. The game of favorites and loose decision-making led us off in different directions, three hours away from each other until holidays at either house.
I watched my equally bubbly sister pack up the back of the SUV with toys and clothes and a huge box of friendship bracelets that we had made together but never actually wore. She handed me her favorite doll and told me that I could keep it until two months from then, when we would be meeting at our mother’s house for our first shared Christmas since our parents so selfishly (or so I thought at the time) decided they were going to break apart the entire family, and just step all over it. She could barely force herself to hug me before she made her laborious effort of getting in the SUV and taking too long to buckle herself in so that our father had to stay put a little longer. Her special way of just spending time with me for a few more minutes, even if I was just staring at her with puppy dog eyes and starting to tear up a bit.
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