Bitsy, Nathan & Atlas||Portland

Bitsy and I have been sisters since she was born. When we were little, we shared a large room with a textured popcorn ceiling and a mauve carpet. We slept in white melamine bunk beds and evenly divided up the shelves in our large walk-in closet. Together, we came up with new approaches to the organization of our built in desk and she sometimes helped me tape up pictures of Debbie Gibson to the wall by my bed. I always dreamed that one day, we would live in the same city with each other and our families; close enough so that we could play on Saturday mornings and have dinners on Tuesday. Sometimes I wish that my sister and I could magically return to our 10 and 7 year-old selves: we would spend a day together in our big room with its cupboards and bookshelves filled with empty New York Setlzer bottles and stacks of Babysitters Club books. We would create worlds and talk and look out the window at the big fir tree in its place against the sky. However, since neither of us can time travel very well, I will just feel happy that my sister and I live in the same city and lucky that these three are such a huge part of my world.

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