I didn’t meet my twin until we were sixteen, but it feels like we have known each other forever.
We were sent to the same school in the heart of London. I arrived at the start of the spring term, hotfoot from expulsion from my last college. Friendships had already been forged during the autumn term. Luckily for me, I was to share a room with two other girls I knew from my secondary school. So, I was reasonably relaxed about being thrust into the metropolis to learn.
It was a small establishment of around thirty girls and only about eight of us from the United Kingdom. A global hub of learning.
School friends are the best. If you had bestie at school, the chances are that you will stay in touch for the rest of your lives. Well, that’s how it was with ‘my twin’ and me. Somewhere between discovering that we shared a birthday and the end of the spring term, we had gelled.
We shared the same sense of humour, which is always a good start. After that, we never went anywhere without each other. We shared family holidays and supported each other during our early adult lives. The boyfriends, the first tentative steps on our chosen career ladder, as well as celebrating all our significant birthday’s together. The building blocks of a lifelong friendship.
There have been large chunks of our adult lives when life got in the way, and we haven’t been able to see each other as much as we would like, but we always manage to meet up for the occasions that really matter, and we pick up where we left off.
We were supposed to be spending our upcoming birthday together, but COVID-19 put paid to that. Still, Coronavirus won’t stop us having a virtual chat on the day, and raising a celebratory glass to each other, thanks to the wonders of Zoom.
There are very few things you can rely on in this life but, there is one thing I am sure of, she will always be there for me, as I will always be for her. We might not share the same genes, but we are like two peas in the proverbial pod. It’s a twin thing.