
I watched my sisters playfully interact with each other and saw a semi-replica of myself and how I interact in my friendships.
Not fully alike. Not completely the same.
Not fully alike. Not completely the same.
But, the same.
So I kept watching.
I looked to my parents. Where are we alike? And, I took note.

My Mom
Coffee lover. Tree hugger. Music lover. Humorous. Humanitarian.
Loves my Dad.
Loves my Dad.

My Dad
Animal lover. Political observer. Technology appreciator. Sentimental. Fixer.
Loves my mom.
Loves my mom.
And, I've come to the conclusion ...
I am happily and proudly my parents' daughter!
1 comment:
Such a sweet and touching reflection! It's amazing how much our parents and siblings are pieces of us, no matter how far separated by miles or years.
Hope you are having a great time! Miss you!
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