And then I wonder, does my brother think of me this way? We entered this world together, one after the other, beats in a pulse. But I will be first to leave it. That's what I've been promised. When we were children, did he dare to imagine an empty space beside him where I then stood giggling, blowing soap bubbles through my fingers? When I die, will he be sorry that he loved me? Sorry that we were twins? Maybe he already is.
Lauren DeStefanoTimes like this, when she slips her hand into mine and holds on tight, and our husband becomes just a shadow in the doorway.
Lauren DeStefanoIt's best to let her go," he says. No, no, that's wrong. It's never right to give up on someone.
Lauren DeStefanoEvery star has been set in the sky. We mistakenly think they were put there for us.
Lauren DeStefano