marshmallowfluff

Having people that are in your gene pool with your own traits and personality is so wonderful. To be so similar to someone but never really notice it. Then one day you see how your ankle curves the same way, your hair has the same little cowlick, you make the same faces.
I love that I have a brother. I feel really special to know that we will both go through all these different stages and changes and but we'll always be part of each other's lives, even if it's just through the fact that we are in each other's blood. Friends change, jobs change, girlfriends and boyfriends change, but family is always the same.

I never new my mother's mother and until recently had never seen pictures of her or knew what she was like. My mother had a rough childhood and her mother died when she was 15. So my mother was detatched from that part of her and therefore I was too.
But then we found these pictures of my grandmother at my grandfather's funeral. There she was, a young bride, beautiful and lively. Until that moment I had never connected with that side of me. It didn't exsist. But I saw myself in her. And I saw my mother in her. And it was beautiful. I have the same feet as this woman I never met. And so does my mom. I was, for the first time in my life, proud to have that side of my family's blood in me. I have always claimed to be of my Dad's side of the family but, now, I see that I have this beautiful matriarchal line through my mother and that maybe I'm more similar to my mother than I've ever acknowledged.