that my daughter
looks like her mother.
and when i say
everyone, i mean everyone.
*our family.
*our friends.
*strangers who've only seen photos of them.
...
when i look
at madeline i,
(of course),
recognize the resemblance.
and when i remember
liz,
and when i see
photos of
liz,
that connection becomes
even more apparent.
...
during our recent
trip to minnesota
i got to see
a bunch of
photos of
liz
as a toddler.
i couldn't believe it.
neither could maddy.
in fact, she had
a hard time
determining if the
photo she saw was
of her
or of her mom.
...
then tonight
i got a message
from a friend
asking me some
questions about what
liz
looked like
at maddy's age.
well...
...
i've been asked
many times
before, if it's
hard for me to
see such a
striking resemblance
between maddy and
her mom.
the answer?
fuck no.
i find nothing but comfort
in seeing
liz
in maddy.
and why shouldn't i?
To see my late husband in our children is comforting. He does live on....
ReplyDeleteThanks for a lovely post.
Wow, such a strong resemblance for sure! Same thing happens with my kids and I love it! It's a comfort to know that a part of my husband literally lives on in them.
ReplyDeleteYou have a beautiful daughter and your wife was just as beautiful at her age :) I would be happy for my kids to resemble my husband as well
ReplyDeleteWhen Patrick (age 5) is asleep....I could stare at him for hours because he looks just like him and I never knew it until Charles was gone...I never even saw it until I was missing him so badly and it hit me like a brick to the head. Wow - he's a mini me. The comfort that it gives you to see what you miss so very badly is amazing. Great post.
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