My Extra Time

I think it is so easy for others to forget am a twin, for my twin was female and I am male, she lived in Lagos, Nigeria and I live in Long Eaton near Nottinghamshire, UK.   But I can never forget, for am constantly reminded of the fact.  We did everything together in the beginning, we went to the same primary school.  But afterwards our lives began to diverge, she had to go away to boarding school in Oyo, a town over 185 kilometres from Lagos, while I went to boarding school in Lagos.  She gained admission to university earlier but we ended up in the same university and on the same degree course.  We also ended up in the same State, Ogun, for our service year after university even though she preceded me.

I was responsible for collecting her third year results from the university, one of the results was not good, which led to her repeating the year, I almost broke down, for days I felt miserable even though they were my twin's and not mine.  The fact that I passed my own exams did not console me at all.  When I was rusticated  from university, my twin sister broke down in tears as if it was her that was directly affected.  Such was the bond!

We were so much emotionally tied together.  When she arrived for her final visit to the UK I knew it was her final months playing out, and in the home of our cousin where we both stayed that night, when we prayed together I asked God to take me instead.........But he did not!

Now I know when I think of her that he has given me extra time for a reason and I must never waste a second of it.  We must score the winning goal, and we do this by making a difference.   I must make a difference in the time that I have...