You know that saying, “You can pick your friends. You can pick your spouse. But you can’t pick your family”? True, right? But in this age when the divorce rate is 50%, sometimes your family is chosen for you. This is true for me and aren’t I a lucky girl. See at the age of seven, I met someone that was going to be my companion for years to come – my stepsister, Marlene. Naturally, when two families blend, it can be an adjustment. So needless to say, we didn’t start off as two peas in a pod. Yet over the years, we bonded and our sisterhood took form.
Many people, especially family, know us as The Camillas. It’s quite a story of how that name came about so I’ll just save that for another time. We were inseparable. When I was scared after watching a scary movie, she would sleep in my room to comfort me. When someone would say something about me behind my back, she would stand up for me. When an opportunity arose to get into trouble, we would somehow find it together. There is a long list of things we’ve done that has been locked away in the Camilla vault. But isn’t that what sisters do? We share secrets. We are the ones that know each other best.
Back when we were teens, we started a little exclusive club, Camil Bok Gamma Gamma. In fact, it’s so exclusive, we are the only two members. I imagine that’s how it will always be. We shared our aspirations and mostly dreamed about the day we wouldn’t be living under our parents’ roof. Sorry Mom and Manny. Really, it was our time. It was a way to say this is just for you and me.
Now that we are older, living separately, our lives are pretty busy. Now matter how long it’s been since I’ve seen her, we always pick up with fun and laughter.
|At my 30th birthday party. Always laughing.|
Who is your Camilla? That no matter how long you’ve been apart, you always find something to laugh about.