She is me.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Of all the people in all the world, I am most like my sister. She is my closest friend and the one person I think of as my companion through this life. There is no Kathleen without Monica, no Monica without Kathleen.

When we were little, we had the option of having our own rooms, but we decided to share. Why? Because we've always liked being together that much.

What else? In elementary school, she pushed a boy named Bubba down on the bus when he was mean to me. She made forts for my friends and me (just ask Carina). She taught me to scrunch my hair while blowing it dry with a diffuser and hanging upside down. (It was the eighties, folks.) She let me borrow even her best clothes. Sure, she convinced me that I once ate a slug when I was younger (even though I didn't), but I'll let that one slide. When we dropped her off at college, I cried the whole drive home. (It was an eight hour drive.) I was with her in the delivery room for the birth of both her babies and I've never been more proud of anyone.

Out of all the gifts our parents ever gave us, the biggest blessing was each other. They gave us a sister, a best friend and a biggest fan. We may not be twins in the traditional sense, but we may as well be. When she hurts, I hurt. When I hurt, she hurts. If there is such a thing as an other half, as a soul mate, she is mine.

So, Monica, this one... this one is for you. I don't tell you often enough because I assume you must already know, but the world is better (especially my world) simply because you are in it. I miss you terribly and I love you always. Oh, and I'd still opt to share that room with you, staying up all night swapping stories and secrets until we're little old ladies.

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

- e.e. cummings


  1. awwwww! i think i need to call my sister. RIGHT NOW.

  2. That's my poem for Gabby too. I love sisters.

    I love you. And new curling irons.

  3. This makes me wish I had a sister. I mean, I've always wished for one but this one just added the extra bit.

  4. This is so beautiful. I love that poem, and it fits so well to describe the bond between you and your sister.

  5. i'm so lucky to have you two in my life. i love you both, something fierce.

  6. Wow, that's a really nice blog, Kathleen. You and your sister are so special.

  7. This is so sweet Kathleen. This makes me wish I had a sister.

  8. Bah! That's so sweet! In SF there are two little old twin ladies who still dress the same right down to their matching hats. They're famous all over the city, so much so that restaurants reserve tables for them and strangers swap stories of meeting them. Maybe that will be you and your sister someday. :)

  9. What a beautiful post. My sister is my best friend and life would not be the same without her. She's my rock. Having a sister is seriously the best. 8)

  10. Hi, it's a very great blog.
    I could tell how much efforts you've taken on it.
    Keep doing!

  11. @Kimbirdy - oh I've heard of the twin sisters in SF!

    Kathleen -- glad you remembered me! No, I don't have a blog (_yet_). I love this poem, never heard it till your post, and then yesterday I saw it on a letterpress card at this giant holiday craft sale thing. Lark Press makes them -- here's a link to what they look like, but the photo doesn't show the ee cummings poem. I don't see them on their etsy site, but I think that's because of the craft fair yesterday (most etsy sellers closed their sites for yesterday). There's a Lark Press store in PDX if you want the cards!

  12. It's wonderful that you and your sister share such a special relationship. This post makes me wish I had siblings...

  13. What a gorgeous post. I couldn't make it through life without my lil' sis!

  14. Great post :-)

    LOVE that poem.