Monique_quiet

I don't always know quite how I feel

You know, when you lose someone, they never quite go away.

Lately, I've been having this experience: When I'm wearing my hair up in a bun, as I walk past a mirror, I'll see my mother out of the corner of my eye.

It doesn't quite hurt, but it aches.

I'm still not sure if I'm starting to look like her, or if I'm just forgetting what she used to look like.

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tjekanefir

*hugs* Sylvia. Perhaps you're seeing her beautiful soul; I know you have that in yourself.
Huge hugs.
You are a continuation of your mother, so this seems quite natural. She lives on through you and in you. After all, not only do you have your memories, but you have half her chromosomes.

That doesn't make you miss her less though. *hugs*
You know, that really could be a blessing, something to remind you of her when you least expect it.
I know what you mean. I don't see my father in myself, but there are just way too many things that remind me of him in the oddest places (red flowers, the smell of sawdust, the sound of football...). Disconcerting is the word, I think.

But it means they're not forgotten. This is Good.