My dear brother David and I are moon twins, or Irish twins, as some people like to call it. This just means that we were born less than 1 year apart. When we were kids, I thought this was fabulous. It’s every younger sibling’s dream come true, isn’t it? For 18 glorious days out of each year, I caught up—actually caught up— to my older brother and we were the same age. Yes!
Well these days I don’t covet the privilege of growing older quite so much. In fact, today I am breathing a sigh of relief that I am once again David’s younger sister… for the next 347 days. Oh, I feel so youthful! Happy birthday, Old Man!