Are you becoming like one of your parents?

I was raised by my grandma, loved her dearly, but grandma was a matriarch, and we all said yes mam no matter what she said. She ruled the roost. I find myself becoming more and more like her. I hope that I can be as smart as her too.
 
My mother was a tall fireball. If she was on your side, you could take on the world. My dad was a gentle giant with a big Norwegian nose which I inherited. They were great parents. My personality is like my father. Not too many things bother me. I wish I had more of my mother’s fire and strength. When I look in the mirror I see my mother’s blue eyes and my father’s big nose. It gives me comfort.
 

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