Am I like my mother? Basic-aree the same.

I often write about my mom, because I'm sort of writing this story about this girl and her relationship with her mother. This story is by no means at all autobiographical. It has elements of our relationship , but it's extremely exaggerated. I don't want someone to read what I wrote and then automatically think, that's how our relationship is, because it isn't. We've had our ups and downs but in the end, she's my mother and I love and respect her more than almost anyone. I believe without a doubt, my mother is the strongest, most intelligent, loving, patient person I know. If she could put up with me for 20 years, then she must be amazing.
So anyway, I was talking to my best friend the other day on MSN messenger about our mother's and I send her this quote, "All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his." Her response was, "YES. I feel like I'm becoming like my mom, more and more everyday." I responded, "Yea, its like we're the same person reincarnated and living in different times." I think Ry told me once when he met my mom that he was like... Yup thats obviously Noelle's mom.
Now that I'm an adult, I see so many characteristics that I have that originated in my mom. It really isn't such a terrible plight, its just an interesting observation. I spent so much of my teenage years, sort of resenting my mom. Resenting the things she made me do, all the Filipino mixers I was forced to go to. Resenting that she wanted to spend so much time with me, but I realize now that I'm looking back, my mom was like my best friend. She was helping shape the person I was. I hate that I was so mean to her back then, I was a bit of the rebellious nasty daughter. By the time I entered high school, I renounced everything that my mom had me involved in, be it a cultural dance troupe or any Filipino functions she tried to get me to attend.
She only meant the best for me. She always does. Even now that I've moved away and have been gone for about 3 years now, she still calls me 3-4 times a week. She wants to know what's going on in my life. She's that kind of woman and I see that in myself now. With some of my friends, I find myself calling or texting them throughout the week to let them know I care about them, that I'm thinking about them, and essentially isn't that what my mom is doing as well?
I do believe that I'm growing into a woman that is very much an image of my mother. We have the same multi-tasking abilities, we both take on too much and stress ourselves out, we call our friends and families too much to the point of annoyance, we both talk too loud, we're both funny when we don't mean to be, we both love thrift stores, and we both have an intense love for God. But yet my mom is still more than me. She's still the woman I aspire to be.

I found all these old pics of my mom and I love them. When I look at them I kinda see a little of myself. Not a whole lot, because my mom was way cooler than me.


She won a trip around the world because she won this pageant. How cool is that? My dad is on the far left... the one with the cool shades.


My mom is so beautiful.


My parents are tre cool.


Silly faces.. We also have that in common.


Her mom. I never got to meet her.


LONDON! how cool is that jacket?


I can't believe she went to Paris and I have yet to go.


This is my favorite picture of her. Ever.