I have had many people, over the years, tell me that I look like, and sometimes even sound like, my mom. I was again reminded that I am like her in more ways than one.
Friday was grocery day. We were headed out to grab some dinner (being grocery day dinner options were few and far between) and get groceries for the coming week. We stepped out the front door when, on our way to the car, I spotted two beautiful red/orange leaves laying so perfectly on the sidewalk.
As I stopped to take a picture, I yelled to Andrew, "Wait. I have to take a picture. This could be a blog post!".
In that split second, I heard my mom's voice coming out of my mouth.
It's official. I have begun the process of turning into my mom. I have a feeling that when children come along, this occurrence will happen more often.
I couldn't be blessed with a better mom or a better role model. I love you, mom!