I have often read that twins have some mysterious “special connection" with each other. Sometimes they know what the other twin is thinking. Sometimes twins can complete each other’s sentences. Often they can actually “feel” how the other is feeling. They have the ability to share in the other’s joy and happiness, or sadness and heartache. And, some claim that they can sense when their twin is in trouble. And sometimes, they actually need each other to feel whole or complete.
Wondering if whether the connection they share is genetic or perhaps the result of spending nine months together in the womb, this close “relationship” has always intrigued me. Secretly, as a young girl, I often wished that I had a special “twin” connection that I could share with someone.
It was today that I realized the power of that special connection.
Along these many years, only my mother understood my tears. Without speaking she felt my fears. She could truly sense when I was in trouble. When I was sick she was the only one that knew how to doctor me. She always knew how to pray for me. She actually could feel my sadness. She truly could feel all my joys. She knew that I needed her to feel whole and complete.
As I grew older, we could complete each other’s sentences. I could sense what she was thinking. Without speaking I felt her fears. I understood her tears. I could sense when she was in trouble. I knew how to doctor her. I knew how to pray for her. I truly could feel all her joys, her sadness, her strengths, her weaknesses. I knew that she needed me to feel complete.
You see, I have finally come to an understanding about the mysterious “special connection” among twins or sometimes, just between two human beings. Perhaps there is some genetic connection. And, perhaps bonding while in the womb has something to do with it. But most importantly I believe that LOVE is the key to “connecting.” Simply, we connect through LOVE.
Today is my birthday. The day marked in time that I intimately share with one other human being, my mother. Sadly, this is the first birthday that I did not get to be with her. My mother died in May.
Yet through LOVE, across space and time, my mom and I, we are still connecting.
Wondering if whether the connection they share is genetic or perhaps the result of spending nine months together in the womb, this close “relationship” has always intrigued me. Secretly, as a young girl, I often wished that I had a special “twin” connection that I could share with someone.
It was today that I realized the power of that special connection.
Along these many years, only my mother understood my tears. Without speaking she felt my fears. She could truly sense when I was in trouble. When I was sick she was the only one that knew how to doctor me. She always knew how to pray for me. She actually could feel my sadness. She truly could feel all my joys. She knew that I needed her to feel whole and complete.
As I grew older, we could complete each other’s sentences. I could sense what she was thinking. Without speaking I felt her fears. I understood her tears. I could sense when she was in trouble. I knew how to doctor her. I knew how to pray for her. I truly could feel all her joys, her sadness, her strengths, her weaknesses. I knew that she needed me to feel complete.
You see, I have finally come to an understanding about the mysterious “special connection” among twins or sometimes, just between two human beings. Perhaps there is some genetic connection. And, perhaps bonding while in the womb has something to do with it. But most importantly I believe that LOVE is the key to “connecting.” Simply, we connect through LOVE.
Today is my birthday. The day marked in time that I intimately share with one other human being, my mother. Sadly, this is the first birthday that I did not get to be with her. My mother died in May.
Yet through LOVE, across space and time, my mom and I, we are still connecting.
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