|Dad, mum and yes thats me!|
Both my sisters have no problem doing that, like Mum. I learnt I was like Dad. Straight talking, no nonsense, dark, moody, a loner and just different and of course I look just like him. I have his smile (all of us actually have his smile), his eyes, his eyebrows, his look. He was a complicated man, and I know I am a complicated woman, I inherited his way at looking at things and sizing things up. we never speak first, we listen.
Till today Mum will say " you're just like your father" and you know what, I like it when she says that. I am after all my fathers daughter!