I've probably said this a hundred times already, but for much of my life, I've identified as my dad's "carbon copy." But I think I'm finally starting to notice some of my mom's qualities, most of which have always been aspirational and preferred (sorry dad).
My mom, unlike me, isn't the most stubborn gal on the planet. And she's never been the people-pleaser I once was. In fact, she's got this great zero-fucks-given attitude (excuse my French) that I've learned to adapt to situations that really aren't worth my mental energy.
She's also got this great head for business management and knows when to get serious and when to show compassion. My dad jokes about how their employees know that if they want to have fun, they'll work with him. But truth is, she runs the ship and isn't afraid to call out people for being irresponsible or inappropriate. And that's something I'm really getting the hang of, though I've definitely got some work to do.
And I love my mom's ability to find contentment in the simple life. I want to show her the world and the magic of exploring the unknown, but I've learned that as you long for adventure, you've got to enjoy the little things. And now I really do.
I'm also like my mother in the way that I've never really identified with the status quo. Growing up, my mom was a total tomboy, often the only chick playing ball in the streets of Karachi. She grew up to become a physician and didn't care at all about marriage for years despite the constant pressure from the community. And she never felt the need to be some social butterfly, either. She did what she wanted to do when she wanted to do it. I think the constraints of eventual marriage and family got in the way for a long time, but she's relearning to prioritize herself and it's beautiful to see.
On my end, I struggled to feel comfortable in certain social circles for years before realizing I didn't have to fit in anywhere at all. My mom taught me to be my own person, and find comfort in that.
The #100daychallenge writing series is my way of holding my right brain accountable for all the brain fog in hopes that I'll learn to creatively organize my thoughts and learn something(s) new about myself in the process. The challenge includes prompts from the San Francisco Writers' Grotto's642 Things to Write About. You can also follow my #100daychallenge here.