My Bear (Family Blog Post)

I know you're not supposed to pick favorites when it comes to family. You’re supposed to love everyone equally and unconditionally no matter what the circumstances are. Unfortunately, I don't practice this idea of equality and fairness when it comes to loving my blood. I have a favorite. This girl is the most important person in my life, she is my best friend.

Meet my twin sister, her name is Kaitlin, but she’s always been known as Bear to me. Bear is literally my other half. Had a bad day? Call bear. Girl drama? She’s all ears. Bout to get into a fight? (This has unfortunately happened not long ago) she's got your back. She’s my sister and my confidant. She is the one person I can fully trust to never backstab me or to gossip about me. Our level of closeness rivals that of the best of friends. We understand each other so deeply. I never have to explain why I make the decisions I make or why I do what I do. She gets it. We are always there for one another to offer advice, to be a shoulder to cry on or to simply let off steam.

From June 2009 until June 2010, we grew closer than ever. We shared an apartment with a fellow friend and had a year we will never forget. During this time we partied hard, loved and lost harder. We learned the responsibilities that all adults are aware of like paying rent and utilities and being in charge of your own cleanliness. Making the decision to move to Oxnard without her was one of the hardest choices I’ve had to make. I went from seeing her everyday to maybe seeing her every other weekend. It’s still hard.

I miss being around her. It’s hard knowing that after a long day of school and work and whatever else I do, I don’t crawl into my bed next to hers like we used to. Our phone conversations and short visits keep us going, because we have accepted the fact that growing up means standing on your own two feet. This distance hurts our relationship, but just a little. I honestly think that we pass the test of true friendship because we don’t need to see each other every single day to stay so close. I hope that one day I’ll have twins, and I hope that they are as close as Bear and I, because then they will never know what it’s like to be lonely.