An amazing yet tragic story from the New York Times:
I’m glad the NYT brought up the fact that the boys raised by their non-biological parents felt that they did not fit in, even if they didn’t understand why. They knew in their hearts, even if they didn’t understand it in their minds. I can also relate to the feeling when the one twin met his mother for the first time. She was weeping…he was feeling…not much of anything. I often feel that way when relating to my blood relatives: this is too unreal. This is a story, not really happening.
If the above article is a little confusing (wait, who was Carlos again and was he switched or not??) here is another article that shares a handy-dandy chart of who’s who. Nature vs. Nurture: Two Sets of Identical Twins Interchanged at Birth