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“Raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens…these are a few of my favorite things”

The love of my nieces, that's my favorite thing.

“Raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens…these are a few of my favorite things”

Like the song in Sound of Music implies, there are many positive things in the world that can become some of our favorite things and while I love whiskers on kittens and snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes, there are other things that are my favorite. I don’t place material things on my list of favorites; in fact my favorite thing in this world is not something money can buy. What I love most in this world is walking into my parent’s house and being greeted by the smiling and excited faces of my twin nieces. I am not a mother, but someday I hope to be, but my nieces give me more joy than I could have ever imaged. I am a twin myself and when my twin sister announced she would be having twin girls my parents thought they were living in some extended de javu. Then on February 15, 2012 my nieces entered the world and everything changed. I don’t remember what life was like before they were born.

I do not live in the same town as my nieces do. However, I visit them as often as I can and every time I do the reward is better than the last visit. As my key entered the lock of the door at my parent’s home, where my sister, husband and the girls live, I hear them from inside calling me. When they see me in the foyer they clap excessively and raise their arms and say, “up,” until I pick one or both of them up. I have bonded with both girls a lot tighter than I could have imagined. While I know they are not my children, I love them as if they were my own. I suppose that is because my sister and I are identical twins and therefore our bond is a bit different that most siblings, or maybe it is because I know how much my sister and the girls need me.

I am no millionaire, in fact I can barley stay afloat, but I wouldn’t trade all the money in the world for the incredible feeling I get when my nieces look at me and smile. My nieces are my favorite things in the world, as is my ability to be able to watch them grow. Every day they are changing, learning and growing into little people with a thirst for life. The moment my heart jumped and my favorite thing came to fruition was the day both girls hugged me. Hugging is a wonderful expression of compassion and love but there are no hugs better than the ones coming from a baby or little kid who is unable to express their love for you through words. How could anything materialistic be better than that?

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