I found my identity in my mother when I was little and clung to her side. I was safe and secure beside the woman whose identity I knew so well.
I am a completely separate person from my mother, but my identity comes from her. The way I look, talk, think, act and so forth all of my identity comes from my mother. Of course there was the other half too that obviously came from my father.
Even when I was too embarrassed to identify with my mother. She was still my identity even as I tried to shy away from her.
As an adult you think you are going to make your own way in the world, but you never far from the identity of your mother. You will make decisions like she does and will handle situations like she does. The saying is true "you are your mother's daughter".
I'm grateful I can identify with a woman of honor and strength. It's like being proud of your country. I am proud of my mother. And just like you would proudly wave American flag I want to proudly display my mother's identity as my own.
Because no matter how different we may be there is still a lot of her that makes my identity. This identity I will carry with me for the rest of my life, because there is no getting away from the woman who brought you into the world. Honestly I'm perfectly content to keep this identity.

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