turning into my mother

I can hear it in the way I speak, see it in the facial expressions I make, and feel it within my most inner-thoughts and opinions. There's evidence to show that I've inherited her body as well.

In the past twenty-two years, I've managed to acquire her sense of sarcastic humor, her sensitive resilience, her sharp mind, her generous thoughtfulness, and her zest for life.

I am most certainly turning into my mother, and I am oh-so-thankful that. She is an incredible woman.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom! And to the many generations of moms that came before you (my dad's side of the family included). Even in the midst of all this graduation craziness, I wish I was home to celebrate.