i am a daughter.
my mom left for an extended trip today. been thinking about her a lot lately. i was trying to photograph my my lovely hairdo (by becky and shelly), and was surprised to see an expression clearly reminiscent of my mom. she has an artsy strain and took lots of photos like this of herself when she was my age.
it's comforting to know that we aren't our parents and can still take joy in them being a part of who we are.