No one ever suggests I've become my mother. More's the pity.
I saw myself in Clementine the other day. She was cramming her sister's foot into a sparkly tennis shoe, sighing and saying (with great frustration): "Work with me, Charleigh!"
Then she put her hand on her hip and said to her brother: "Cade, I have a job for you. Go out on the porch and get the cat bowl for me, ok?"
Cade, nine years her senior, looked down at her and back up at me. "She sounds exactly like you, Mom!" he laughed. And there, in his relaxed stance and expression of patient amusement, I saw again: his dad, my ex-husband.
its amazing how they can teach us and shine lights to places of ourselves that we couldn't see clearly without them.
ReplyDeleteI agree Tara! Beautiful, Brandee :o)
DeleteOh this is really good. The beauty and burden of the parts they carry of us....GORGEOUS.
ReplyDeleteHave you ever looked in the mirror and BOOM there is your mother standing in front of you? It is the weirdest feeling....and YES it is so wild how we come out in our kids. Lord, PLEASE give them the GOOD traits, ha!
ReplyDeleteMy dad. I tend to see my dad or my grandmas. Rarely my mom, but THOSE are my proudest moments. I will say I've gotten very tender-hearted over the years (meaning that I tear up easily), and that's very much my mom coming out. I used to make fun of my mom for it, and now...
DeleteHi Brandee
ReplyDeleteThis is sooo... precious. What does our Lord says about the sins of the fathers etc! I think we just call it monkey see, monkey do....!
Much love XX
Mia