12 September 2006

Recognition

I look like my mother. Sort of. That there's a noticeable resemblance I recognize is still a bit startling to me. I've heard it before some, but we're not one of those families that you look at and just know we're related. At my friend Splice's wedding, for example, it was a snap to pick out everyone from her father's side of the family.

Our resemblance is more subtle, much easier to discern perusing old photographs. When I was a teenager, I had my photo taken for a mock cover of Field & Stream for my grandfather. His friends often thought it was a shot of my mom, but then they often thought it was a real magazine cover too, so it was easy for me to dismiss. I still don't recognize it as much in that photo as I do now looking at photos of my mom as a young adult.

In some respects, I seem to have grown into her looks. Frankly, I find it a bit unnerving.

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  1. It is unerving Claire and I know the feeling. I catch myself holding my hand in a way or reacting in a certain way and see either my mum or my dad in me and its so stratling!

    Fitèna

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  2. I'm right there with you... I even sound like my mum, and look like her more and more. It's not a bad thing, I love her a lot, it's just that I feel really young still, and she's, well, a grown-up!

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