I was having martinis with two of my best girlfriends last night and we were excitedly chatting away- catching up on life and love, work and all the in-between. It doesn't happen too often that we're all together and we were so happy to be together that we were spastically conversing, interrupting and gesturing wildly to illustrate our points. At a certain moment we each cracked up at how we were doing things that made us cringe about our moms: the over-talking, the interrupting, the excessive use of hand gestures, the boisterous boom to our voices as we got excited. And then it hit us: we are doing the very thing that drives us nuts about the people closest to us. We each considered this and thought we had tried and succeed to be aware of these ticks and to overcome the legacy.
But lets be honest: we're carrying on the legacy hand gestures and all. I suppose it's time to accept it and realize being like these wonderful women really isn't so bad after all.
