Awareness

Winsome75 By Winsome75, 12th Jul 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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A thought about the strong tie between generations and how we influence our children.

Awareness

At what age does a man recognize the look in his eyes as being that same look of his father? Sometime between the fortieth and fiftieth year I suspect. At least that’s when it happened to me. I was shaving and looked into my eyes in the mirror in front of me and there it was. My dear departed dad was looking back at me. It was startling yet familiar, how many times had I seen that stare at me?

Several times, at least enough that I would recognize it after my dad’s death almost eight years hence. And after closer scrutiny I was able to discern facial features and certain mannerisms that I had grown to identify and love about my dad’s looking at me. Seeing as how I was born as a baby boomer and my dad was a product of the depression era he and I had a standard post world war II relationship and he never told me he loved me but I damn sure knew he did. I was a pretty smart kid and I would read the faces of people around me. I knew how to make my grandparents laugh and how to make my playmates cower in fear. It was all in the facial expressions they portrayed to those of us around them. I would read them and act accordingly. But my dad was a complex fellow and after all I was chip off the old block and he knew more about me at that time than I knew about myself. But basically, am I turning into my dad? Possibly. In his declining years he would get this warm smile on his face when I would walk up to him where ever he was. He was really happy to see me. Now, I find myself sporting that same smile on my face when I see either of my sons coming up on the porch of the house to see me. I only hope that they are paying attention to me so that years after I am gone they will find real warmth in the memory of how they will become like me. And it’s not only my eyes and facial features. I can feel it when I portray a certain action or mannerism or spit out a phrase and my mind quickly sends the signal that once again I have brought my dad back from the grave. Even the way the backs of my hands appear resemble so much they way my dad and my grandfather’s hands and arms were as I remember them.

Is this the awareness of passing age or is this what our ancestors meant when they said to have children was to live on?

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author avatar Steve Kinsman
13th Jul 2011 (#)

I certainly can relate to this, Winsome75. I was told I took after my mom's side, but every time I look in the mirror these days, I see may dad. Thanks for the share.

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author avatar Winsome75
14th Jul 2011 (#)

Thanks Steve, for your comment.
Bob

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author avatar Lila Bangsawan
20th Jul 2011 (#)

My Parents passed away several years ago, but I can see my dad on my little brother's eyes and my mom on my elder sister's face. I do not know what about me, maybe both sides. Thank you for the share, Winsome75.

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