Maybe it’s time I told you why you and your sister don’t look your mommy and I. You see, my darling, you two are from a far-off country across the ocean.
Princesses? Not quite. You two are far more special.
Do you know how some mommies get big before they have babies? Well, your mommy and I had tried, but that didn’t happen for us. So, because your mommy was sad, we took a trip. A trip to the far-off country.
It was so pretty, but still, your mommy couldn’t smile. Nothing I tried could help.
Finally, it was the last day. And that’s when we found you.
You see, we were in the airplane and had just taken off. As we left the ground, your mommy pointed out the window and said, “Look, how beautiful.”
And, for the first time in what seemed like years, she smiled.
Beneath us, like a string of beads in the sky-blue sea, was a small cluster of emerald green islands. From so high above the world, the little islands looked small enough to pick up in my hand.
So that’s what I did.
I reached down from the sky, sieving the pale blue ocean through my fingers. And when I pulled my hand back, back up from the sea through the air and back into the plane, I held two gem-like isles still dripping in my hand.
And when we landed, back here, your mother and I brought them home. And we gave them names. And they grew and grew, becoming more and more like people.
Until now here we are.
And that, my darling, is why you and I don’t look the same.
It’s also why you can’t tell anyone else and why we have to keep moving.