Nineteen years ago — at this very time, by the way — my daughters Annie and Pearl were born. Annie was born first, at 6:40, if I remember right. Then Pearl, at 7:06.
“To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each others’ hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.” – Clara Ortega
Happy birthday, girls. I’m so glad I have you in my life, and I’m so glad you have each other.