If you see your twin, tell her she is never far from my thoughts. Tell her I love her, cherish her and mourn her.
If you see your twin, tell her that you have been loved and cherished. Tell her you are intelligent, loving, and beautiful. Tell her I didn’t let you know about her until now. I didn’t want you to feel less than complete, less perfect.
If you see your twin, tell her I’m sorry I couldn’t fight harder for her. Sorry she’ll never get the chance to grow and learn. To love. Tell her I’d love to have seen her and held her. Tell her I wanted her to survive. I mourn her. I rejoice for her. She is free.
If you see your twin, you will know as only a twin can. She’ll be the life-force in someone or something you love and connect with as you are connected with her. She’s a part of you. A part of me. She may be a butterfly, a flower, a child, a friend. Only you will know as only a twin can, that it is her.
I mourn her.
I rejoice for her.
I love her.
I love you.
(Copyright 2008, Linda Rosendale)
