Genetics Win Every Time
I pride myself on being one of a kind, of being myself – not modeled after anyone, just me.
It first happened four years ago when I was looking for a wedding dress. I was at the mall and walked past a mirror in a store. I stopped dead in my tracks. What the heck was my mother doing in Montreal without telling me she was coming? Took me a few seconds to realize I was looking at myself in the mirror. When did I start to look like her? All my life I have been convinced I took after my father’s side of the family, but here, right in front of me, was proof that it wasn’t the case. At all.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my mother. I just never thought in a million years that her face would be staring back at me from my own reflection.
Last Friday I had to go do biometrics (fingerprints) as I have to renew my Green Card. They took a new ID photograph too. Again I had that double take. My son even said it too. I also see a little of my maternal grandmother in me too.
It’s amazing how genetics will always have their way – I am me, I am myself, but part of that self is being the descendant of phenomenally strong women, so to have that reflected in my looks – that’s a good thing.
Who do you look like? How does that make you feel?
i look just like mine too
. if you look at pics of her and me at the same ages, you can’t really tell us apart.
My nose is growing in my old age. I am not happy about that. Also, years ago I realized I had my father’s behind. I am not happy about that either.
spitting image of my mother, people say, but I do not feel she is staring back at me in the mirror…
I knew that I took after my father’s family but I never knew looked like anyone exactly. Then I saw a photo of my paternal grandmother as a young woman. I’m the spitting image of her. I just wish I had known her. My other sister has a photo where she looks like the spitting image of my mother.
When your mother was your age she looked gorgeous too!!
she still does