About My Twin
Also, as with most twins, we were very close most of our lives. We both had health issues, though Kishma seemed to bare the brunt of them and was more fragile. But that didn't stop her. While I chose to have a traditional life with a large family (yes-SIX children!) church on Sundays and worked an 8 to 5 job, she told me she was going to be the Auntie in the red dress and followed through with that prediction. She was the matriarch of her clan and had two beloveds, Ed and Tan, along with roommates Kim and Ben, who shared a wonderful life with her. She was a professional costumer, wrote and illustrated erotic graphic novels, ran the haunted house at Hobb's Grove and was an integral part of Reedly's River City Theater.
However, with all that, the medicines she was on to keep her breathing eventually began to break down other parts of her body, inflicting her with damaged arteries, osteoperosis and eventually brittle bone disease. And in 2014 she was admitted to the hospital for emergency heart surgery and passed away due to complications.
This was unbearably hard on her beloveds and I, as Kishma had always come through like a champ. With all the times she was admitted to the hospital for various ailments and emergencies, she always emerged victorious and was released within a few days. No one really expected this. She was a superwoman that always bounced back.
Now, more than 2-years later, we still miss her like it was yesterday.
They say the grief felt by parted twins is some of the most difficult and I can attest to the truth of that. For quite a while I worked out some of my grief in a blog which can be reached by clicking here, for the curious.
To close, I miss her every day, but she has taught me to look for the magic in the world.
This site and my focus on my creative abilities is in part due to my twin Kishma Danielle Morales. When she passed away I realized there were so many things she wanted to do, and so many I want to do, and it was time to do them. Time to invest in my artwork and time to take a breath and really see the world around me. Time to take joy from life.
When we were born, our mother, nor the doctor were expecting twins as it was before the time of regular ultrasounds, and our heartbeats were synchronized. Should the truth be known, I think she finally got tired of sharing the same cosy "apartment" and kicked me out, hence I was born first. And as with many twins back then, we were born premature.