Think of Someday. Because It Will Be Here...Someday.

 Let me just say: Genetics are a strong thing in my family.

LOL, I love random image searches.

I resemble my family. Like, I look like my parents, and my Precocious Daughter looks like me, to the point that Facebook has actually tagged photos of her as me. In other words, if any generations of my family engaged in hanky panky, you wouldn't know it by looking at us. 

Baaaaa.

So today, I took a shower, and then proceeded to do...nothing. I didn't do my hair or makeup or anything. I put clean clothes on my clean body and said "good enough for a Saturday." As one does.

Then, an hour ago, I wandered into the bathroom and caught a look at myself.

And I noticed that I resemble my late grandmother.

I've noticed this before. It's not a big deal. I do resemble my father's mother. As I said, there's a lot of shared looking-like in my family.

But today I noted something else. I'm not sure why, but you know, the universe puts stuff in our head sometimes, right?

My Gran, I randomly thought, was 55 years old when I was born.

Guess who will be 55 years old in just under three months?

Guess who?

I'm going to say this again for those in the back: IN THREE MONTHS I WILL BE THE SAME AGE AS MY GRANDMOTHER WAS WHEN I WAS BORN.

And I saw that in the mirror. I saw the woman who is me who looks like her own grandmother.

I'm, uh, not about to become a grandmother myself. I have but the one child, who is in graduate school and as far as I know is having as much unprotected sex with male humans as I am (that would be none).

Yet when I look in the mirror I see someone who has Gran's eyes, and her naturally pursed lips, and her soft round cheeks.

And it's me.

I'm neither happy nor unhappy about this. It just is, you know?

But for those of you who are younger than I am, this is a thing that might happen to you in the future.

And it's OK. 

It really is OK.