When my twin sister, Amy, and I were in high school, our family took a trip to the Bahamas. We packed our bags, and with tickets in hand, headed off to the airport.

When my younger sister, Michelle, was graduating from high school, my parents decided to throw her a graduation party. Amy and I decided that we would bake a graduation cake for her.

Amy and I have always loved our birthday celebrations. When we were little, the first part of our celebration was dinner with our parents and our sister Michelle at our favorite restaurant.

One major difference between Amy and I was softball. Amy liked softball and was very good at it, but I, on the other hand, couldn’t hit a ball to save my life and consequently, hated playing.

Growing up, Amy and I loved Valentine's Day. In pre-school, for Valentine's Day and for reasons best known only to herself, Mom would dress Amy and I in pink turtlenecks, with little lavender hearts on them.

For Amy and me, post-college life on the upper east side of Manhattan was great. We shared an apartment and many of our friends lived near us.

Ever since we were around seven years old, my twinny Amy and I begged our Mom to let us get our ears pierced. We thought it would be so "cool" to wear big hoops or long dangling earrings.

When Amy and I were in the 9th grade we began babysitting for our younger cousins and our sister, Michelle. As it turned out though, our babysitting days were short lived.

As Amy and I stood in the cafeteria of our Middle School staring at the poster promoting the performance of “The King and I”, we both knew what the other was thinking. It was our favorite musical and we wanted to be in it together.

My twin, Amy, and I are best friends and we love spending time together. Growing up, we always looked out for each other and we still do.