it's very frightening how much i have unknowingly adopted my mother's characteristics...
i swore day in and day out how i would not be like her..
how i wouldn't think like her, eat like her, believe like her, speak like her, clean like her...
but day in and day out i see more of herself in me...
she loves eggs.
boiled, poached, scrambled, over easy, sunny side up, egg salad, deviled, omelet... all of them...
and i confess... to my horror... i too, love them all...
jeebus only knows what's next...
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