Day 11– How are you different from your parents? How are you the same? Do your parents and/or family know that you write on-line?
(Note: I was going to do the recipe day, but then just never got around to the work it would require. I'd be sorry except that instead of doing that, I spent a lot of time running around with the baby and getting kisses, so I'm not sorry. :)
I look most like my Mom except that I have my Dad's eye shape and complexion (damn it.) My Mom and I are both short, petite brunettes. We have the same smile, sharp bone structure and laugh. I even heard my Grandma's guffaw come out of my mouth the other night. I have hijacked a lot of my Mom's mannerisms and figures of speech as well. In behavior though, I often think of myself as a tempered version of my mother. I lived with her most of the time growing up and was more influenced by her worldview. If you knew her, you'd know she is full force. When she's angry, she's angry. When she's upset, you worry for her level of desolation. When she is indignant, the unfortunate offender will hear about it gall darn it! I picked up some of that, but have it tempered with my Dad's tendency to analyze a bit more first and to seek the path of non-violence in all things. The things that I picked up from my Mom in spades though are a sense of obligation to others, a despair at unfairness and inequality, an obnoxious need to question myself in all things and a desire to make the world right. I share with both of them an intense love of all life. They just express it and experience it in vastly different ways from one another. I'm very fortunate to have had such disparate lessons from both sides of my equally loving families.
My closest family knows I have an anonymous blog. One of them reads it (Hi H!). I wish she'd write a blog everyone else could read besides family because I know everyone would enjoy it. I suspect some others may have found it, but if they have, they haven't mentioned it. I'd like to keep it that way. I don't think my Mom's side would even try to (and some wouldn't even know how to) look for it. There are a few close friends from my non-online life who know of this blog specifically but two I think who really read it. (Hi K! Hi R!)