my mother my self

At what point in time do we turn into our mothers? When does that magical moment happen? Do we simply wake up one day, look in the mirror, see her face and walk in her shoes thereafter? Does it happen quicker for some of us than others? At what age did you turn into your mom?

I know I said some of the same things to my small children that I had heard as a child. I was occasionally appalled to hear my mother's voice come out of my mouth and I tried even harder to not be her. Why? My mom's a great lady. She's much of the reason I am who I am. I really don't mind being like her in some ways. She has a great sense of humor, is extremely loyal and you can always count on her. She has always been the best mom she could be.

But, of course, in being her child I have found things I thought I could do better or that I never wanted to do myself. I must admit some of them I wanted to avoid just simply so I wasn't her. I wanted my own identity. Sometimes, this made me choose to be something I wasn't just so I wasn't her.

In the last couple of years I find myself doing more and more like my mom. I haven't started repeating myself yet, or would I know if I had? I don't subject people to the same story four or more times, yet. The biggest (bad) thing we have in common is being a little ditzy or forgetful sometimes. Rest assured my kids let me know when I'm doing it. I usually hear, "I love you, mom" said with a certain tone that lets me know what they're thinking.

There have been many moments in the last week alone that I have felt like my mom. Many times I have thought, "Oh god, I'm turning into my mom". Many mornings I have looked in the mirror and seen my mom. But you know, I've decided these shoes are comfortable, when I can find them. 

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