Thankful for...Genes

There's nothing like reflecting that causes one to stop and think about those who went before.  Yesterday as i searched for a photo of my uncles who served in the Military and for one of my brother (couldn't find one), I saw a lot of great old photos.  My parents grew up in poor families and therefore they don't have a lot of photos of themselves when they were growing up. Likewise, I grew up very poor as well and I don't have very many pictures of me. But funny thing is, I'm comparing that to what I have of my children, and I have thousands of pictures of my children. Why, because I didn't want my children to wonder what yesterday was like. 

But during that search I came across this photo: 

 My mother, Nellie

My mother, Nellie

This is a photo of my mother. When I look at this photo I see me and I see my daughter.

 

 Jessie has always been my princess!

Jessie has always been my princess!

 That's me in Kindergarten!

That's me in Kindergarten!

Genes did that! 

I remember in junior high having to write some paper and in the process I came across this photo of my mom: 

 

 My mother at 17

My mother at 17

I think it was the first time I realized that my mom wasn't just my mom but once was a teenager just like me and that she was actually very pretty.  I had a paradigm shift!  

I'm actually very thankful for my genes.  We may not be super model material but dang if there isn't some beauty in those genes after all.   

Here are some other favorite photos of my mom, me and my daughter. 

 

 My mom's first formal that she bought. She said it was a teal color. 

My mom's first formal that she bought. She said it was a teal color. 

 Me in a formal, about the same age as my mom above.

Me in a formal, about the same age as my mom above.

 Me and my mom. 

Me and my mom.