My mom and I have the same hands. She humored me for this post by letting me take these silly pictures to prove it. Our hands are exactly the same size. In fact, when pressed together, they are mirror images.
The older I get, the more of my mom that I find in myself. Hands, laughter, kindness. I owe much of who I am to her. She influenced me to become a teacher. She showed me how to be brave and not care so much about what others think.
“To thine own self be true.” The most famous words of wisdom from my mom.
For so many years I fought against all of the things that I admire most about her. Refused to eat the right foods, scoffed at activism, pretended not to care about nature. In all of my childish efforts to be different from my mom, I’ve ironically turned out in many ways to be the same.
Better yet, I am now proud of these similarities.
Being a mom has to be one of the hardest jobs on the planet. All of that waiting for your kids to fully appreciate, understand, and embrace your efforts.
Thank you Mom for your patience.
|My mom and I are more alike than I realize.|