Growing up I always wanted a sister. But considering the fact that my parents were barely able to have me (multiple miscarriages before I was born…therefore making me more or less the miracle baby) a sister was out of the picture.

I have quite a few cousins and most of us are close in age. The oldest is only 6 years older than me. Unfortunately, the cousins I am closest to live in Mississippi.

And unknowing to our family, my cousin Meagan and I are more or less the same person despite living hundreds of miles away from each other. Here’s the quick breakdown: we majored in the same thing in college, despite barely talking to one another; we both started in non-profit work (PR and Marketing) and have both recently changed careers; we use the same hair and face products, same make-up and even same deodorant. Again despite living in two different states and only talking once or twice a week.

We also talk alike (minus her southern accent which I occasionally pick up when we spend time together) and dress alike. It’s funny how despite miles in between us, we are able to pick up conversations like we’ve grown up together.

I love how our friendship has developed, especially over the past  5 years and how I know that Meagan and I will not always be family, but we’ll be friends for life.