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- Jun 4, 2012
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- I'm liek, in Cali, dude.
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Oh, I know. You say to yourself, "I'm not going to turn into my mother" or "I'm not going to be like my father". And then you find yourself doing or saying or even just thinking something that your mum or dad would do or say. You've become your parents or more like your parents than you care to admit.
Like, take me on Saturday night, when we were at my sister's house for Chanukah. A bunch of us, including my mother, were sitting in the living room fussing over my great-nephew. A cup of water was sitting VERY close to the edge of the coffee table, and I instinctively reached over to push it in so it wouldn't get knocked off the table. I could hear my mother tell me to move the cup. Only thing was, although she was sitting right there next to me, but she didn't actually SAY anything. She said it to me so often my whole life that she didn't need to say it anymore. It's permanently imprinted in my brain.
Then there was the time we were visiting my aunt's house. This was after my father (my aunt's brother) had passed away. My aunt has a large round gate at the entrance to her property. It used to be painted bright blue, which I liked because it stood out, but it had faded a lot over time, and my aunt showed no interest in having it repainted. On that day we visited, I mentioned to my aunt without thinking that it was time to repaint her gate. Her only response was, "I don't think you have any idea how much you're like your father." In other words, I said exactly the kind of thing my dad would have said to his sister.
Like, take me on Saturday night, when we were at my sister's house for Chanukah. A bunch of us, including my mother, were sitting in the living room fussing over my great-nephew. A cup of water was sitting VERY close to the edge of the coffee table, and I instinctively reached over to push it in so it wouldn't get knocked off the table. I could hear my mother tell me to move the cup. Only thing was, although she was sitting right there next to me, but she didn't actually SAY anything. She said it to me so often my whole life that she didn't need to say it anymore. It's permanently imprinted in my brain.
Then there was the time we were visiting my aunt's house. This was after my father (my aunt's brother) had passed away. My aunt has a large round gate at the entrance to her property. It used to be painted bright blue, which I liked because it stood out, but it had faded a lot over time, and my aunt showed no interest in having it repainted. On that day we visited, I mentioned to my aunt without thinking that it was time to repaint her gate. Her only response was, "I don't think you have any idea how much you're like your father." In other words, I said exactly the kind of thing my dad would have said to his sister.
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