Isn’t it funny how as we get older, we turn into our parents? I began thinking about this last Monday (August 2) when Nathan and I was trying to get out-of-town and get to camp meeting in Santa Maria. We had everything packed and ready to go….then when we got into the car we had to get gas, then go to the store, then go to the bank, etc. One time when Nathan got back in the car after one of our many stops, I said, “Well, Murray do you think we might get it all done”? To which he replied, “My Lord, Lila, yes we are just about finished”! You must know that my mother (Lila) and father(Murray) did this every time we were going out-of-town, and as a child I did not like it one little bit. I could not understand why they couldn’t get it all done before I got in the car, ready to leave.
Now and then I catch myself saying things just like my mother would say. I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror not long ago and gasped because I thought I was seeing Mother’s ghost and came to realize it was just me. “Mirror, mirror on the wall. I’ve become my mother after all”. There are sometimes Nathan even calls me Ruby (my maternal grandmother), because I will say something that reminds him of her.
After we got to camp-meeting, finally, 🙂 I was reminded again of things I do and/or things I like that Mother did, when my sister, Linda asked me take a picture of all the motorhomes/coaches at camp meeting and send it to her. She said that it was Mother’s “fault” that we both liked them so much. ha!
Here’s a few other things I’ve noticed that I like that Mother also liked: An ice cold diet Dr. Pepper, an ice cream cone from McDonalds, a drive in the country, staying up late with friends and laughing alot, baseball (yes, she liked it), a good cry in a good church service, the clapping of the crowd at a general conference or large gathering of saints (she said it sounded like a rushing river), good preaching/teaching, singing and good music. Oh my! This list could go on awhile.
Do you ever catch yourself doing things like your parents or grandparents?
It just happens to us all, I think.
Funny how that happens, huh?
