I Am My Mother's Daughter

My mom and I, we have the same emotions. I can't say I often disagree with her. When she tells me stories, I think back to a time I've experienced some sort of similar situation, and I feel her pain, or her excitement. I have her high cheekbones, but mine don't light up like hers do when she's laughing from happiness. Everyone always tell me that my mom and I look alike. I see it, especially after being told 50,000 times, I think I'm inclined to believe that I look like her. I'm my mother's daughter because she's everything that I have ever wanted to be. She has these pictures, from her youth, that make me wonder why the hell anyone ever thought Marilyn Monroe was beautiful. She also has this, like, "magic touch" when she does things. I've used the same cleaning product to clean my bathroom as she does, I've followed her precise instructions to do my laundry, and I've repeated her same exact hand motions when washing the dishes, I have even had her stand next to me while I cook something, just to have whatever I'm making turn out perfectly. Somehow, my bathroom never has the reflection and shine, my laundry never smells as good, the dishes still have spots on them, and my food doesn't taste a thing like hers. I am my mother's daughter because when I look into my mother's eyes, a feeling of love overwhelms me that I never thought I could feel even on the darkest days.