Story 13: A story for left-handers day (Southpaws, should I say!)

Today is left-handers' day.  So here is a special story.  (There are many southpaws among the womb twin survivors who read this blog.

I was born left handed, and my grandmother and cousins are both identical twins. I was simply wondering if the theory about lefthandedness and vanishing twins could be true somehow.

I am an only child, and my parents never had children after or before me, which I always found rather odd. My mother while pregnant was exceedingly large, and was as big as my aunt who was having twins, which was a big joke in the family. lol

I was always VERY mature for my age, almost abnormally so. I am extremely intuitive, and find that when someone suffers or shows emotional pain, I have to try very hard to keep from crying myself. I never once wondered though if I was ever a twin. I always just seemed complete in myself, but who knows?

My mother lost my twin early - around the 60th day. She thought she had miscarried until a doctor said no, she was still carrying a live fetus.

A twin pregnancy at 57 days, with a live fetus and a miscarried twin

It didn't occur to her until years later that she had lost a twin. I don't know if 60 days is too early to have a psycho-spiritual impact on the survivor, but it would seem not.

As far back as I can remember, I've been melancholic, as if I was born in mourning. And while this may be stretching it, I've also had a strange affection or leaning toward needy women in distress, which makes me wonder if my lost twin was a sister and whether subconsciously I've been trying to save her ever since. It's hard to deny the impact of this phenomenon on parents and surviving siblings.