My friend Ann Garcia asked me to publish photos of both my mother and me since I’ve had my hair cut. I had remarked that sometimes when I look in the mirror lately that I think it is she, but my sister says we look nothing alike. What do you think?
I think your hair and her hair looks very similar, but other than that a slight resemblance only. She looks haggard, like she wasn’t getting much sleep. The close-set eyes shadowed by darkness are nothing like yours.
I must confess, I had to show a photo with them. They are new. I got them as reading glasses because I thought they wouldn’t “go” with anything but must admit I love them and hate it when I have to take them off and put on my graduated lenses to drive!
Glad to see I’m not just seeing a ghost in the mirror, Sadje. Not that I would mind seeing a ghost of my mother. I’ve been missing her a lot this past year.
No, She looks more like what the dry winds of South Dakota does to our skin and may not have been happy when the photo was taken. not the same eyes etc but you do have the same chin, and maybe the hair-do is similar…You actually look more like your sister.
Wish I knew who wrote this, but it must be someone from South Dakota. It just says “Anonymous” so if you see this, please tell me who you are. Someone who knows my sister as well. We have never thought we looked alike so now I feel like I need to pull up a photo of her, too. And perhaps my other sister as well as my dad. Solve this genetic riddle!!
This photo was taken in Stratford Upon Avon in 1984 or thereabouts. My mother and I were touring England via car. A wonderful trip, but I think she was upset with me because in frustration, I had complained about her navigating abilities as I was doing all the driving. I have always regretted saying anything. It was just those roundabouts and hedgerows bordering narrow local roads on both sides and speeding lorries forcing me into them that frustrated me. My mother was 74–two years younger than I am now. I took my photo just to use in this blog, so it is a current photo.
Maybe in bone structure, but your expression is so much softer. But judy like most of us I’ve had that moment when I’ve looked into a mirror and seen a parent looking back. A bit Spooky.
You are so close, feature for feature. I’m wondering if you share many of her interests. I also resemble my mom and thank goodness I inherited done if her marvelous mind as well.
The older I get, the more I resemble my mother. She is the one who influenced me to write—especially in rhyme, as when she was a teenager she kept a hilarious rhymed journal and also wrote humerous rhymed plays for her women’s club to perform. One went all the way to their state convention! She was also crazy about animals and a better trainer than I am..all done easily without fuss. She was especially good with wild animals. She didn’t like to hear anything depressing and as I age, I have become the same. Forgottenman screens my movies for me: “Nope, too violent for you!” She was the first one to take me out at night to park up on some prairie hill to look for flying saucers–which has led to some very interesting adventures I don’t often talk about, for fear of ridicule. Shhh. Don’t tell. I think I share her jaw, chin line and cheek bones and general face shape and recently my hair mimics her wig! Ha. Not intentional. She also had a great sense of humor which I think she instilled in my sisters and me. And a love of ice cream which sadly I can no longer indulge in and a love of travel she indulged in after my dad passed away. All-in-all, the older I get, the more I realize my mother’s genes in me and it is comforting that all of her is not yet gone.
Love your eyeglasses, Judy. I think there is a similarity in the overall shape of your faces. Comments by strangers about the mother-daughter resemblances evoked many a secret smile in my family: I am an adopted person with no genetic relationship with my adoptive mother and yet when I was a child, strangers would often remark that I look “just like my mother.” All she and I could do was smile and nod knowingly.
I see in your photos what I see in photos of me. I see a resemblance but you don’t look alike. I don’t know to explain it, but in photos of me, I see my Aunt Jo but I don’t look like her. In younger photos of me I see my Aunt Martha. Family resemblance, I guess!
Both our mother and father had square jaws and high cheekbones, so you have that in common with both of them. I’ve always thought that you and our older sister had more of our Dutch heritage in your looks. Me? Who knows? Mother a!ways said I looked like her sister.
I think it is partially my new red heavy-rimmed glasses. She had black ones just like them. Teemed with shorter hair, when I get a fast glimpse in the mirror, I think it is her.
Yes.. I don’t think anyone seeing us together would think we looked alike, but in these photos of my mother when she was actually younger than I am now, I see a likeness of lower face shape and nose, although our noses were really not that similar either.
As soon as I looked at your photo, I thought, Judy looks just like her mom in this pic. In fact, I actually thought you had used some sort of filter that superimposed one face over another!
Funny the variety of responses. Some say yes, others say no. I think those just looking at the photos see some resemblance..especially in face shape. Those that saw us together when Mother was alive, like my sister, say no. Glances in the mirror say yes. Close appraisal says no. All a matter of opinion.
When my sister and I were teenagers, some people who knew both our parents thought I looked like our mom and my sister like our dad. Others said it was the other way around — that I looked like our dad and my sister like our mom! I don’t know what the key was, but they must each have seen some family resemblance!
You’re probably right about personality and voice. As teenagers, though, we didn’t know our life choices yet. I think it also probably had to do with other times people had met us and the impressions made at that first meeting!
I think you and your Mom look a lot alike. Roma Geisler Bunch
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So you are probably the only person to respond who has seen us both other than Patti. So your vote counts double, Roma!
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Nah — you’re two very different people! I think the only similarity is perhaps the way you both hold your head!
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I think your hair and her hair looks very similar, but other than that a slight resemblance only. She looks haggard, like she wasn’t getting much sleep. The close-set eyes shadowed by darkness are nothing like yours.
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Ha.. She had on a wig. Her hair was brown.
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Oh, that’s interesting. Your similarity to her is even less!
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Yep. I see it too. Mouth. Hair. I love your red glasses
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I must confess, I had to show a photo with them. They are new. I got them as reading glasses because I thought they wouldn’t “go” with anything but must admit I love them and hate it when I have to take them off and put on my graduated lenses to drive!
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Quite a marked resemblance with your mom, Judy.
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Glad to see I’m not just seeing a ghost in the mirror, Sadje. Not that I would mind seeing a ghost of my mother. I’ve been missing her a lot this past year.
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There are certain times when we miss those who are departed, more.
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Nope. Perhaps it is in your expressions that you see her in the mirror – as I do my dad
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Want to show us a photo of your dad?
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There are a few on here: https://derrickjknight.com/2016/11/15/posthumous-portraits/ If you follow the link to “Would you believe it?” you will see an enlargement of the pastel portrait with its story.
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A good-looking man, as are you, but you don’t look alike either.
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Thank you very much, Judy.
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No, She looks more like what the dry winds of South Dakota does to our skin and may not have been happy when the photo was taken. not the same eyes etc but you do have the same chin, and maybe the hair-do is similar…You actually look more like your sister.
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Wish I knew who wrote this, but it must be someone from South Dakota. It just says “Anonymous” so if you see this, please tell me who you are. Someone who knows my sister as well. We have never thought we looked alike so now I feel like I need to pull up a photo of her, too. And perhaps my other sister as well as my dad. Solve this genetic riddle!!
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This photo was taken in Stratford Upon Avon in 1984 or thereabouts. My mother and I were touring England via car. A wonderful trip, but I think she was upset with me because in frustration, I had complained about her navigating abilities as I was doing all the driving. I have always regretted saying anything. It was just those roundabouts and hedgerows bordering narrow local roads on both sides and speeding lorries forcing me into them that frustrated me. My mother was 74–two years younger than I am now. I took my photo just to use in this blog, so it is a current photo.
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Maybe in bone structure, but your expression is so much softer. But judy like most of us I’ve had that moment when I’ve looked into a mirror and seen a parent looking back. A bit Spooky.
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As I just said to Derrick, it would be fun to see all of our blogger friends next to a photo of the parent they most resemble.
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That would be interesting.
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You are so close, feature for feature. I’m wondering if you share many of her interests. I also resemble my mom and thank goodness I inherited done if her marvelous mind as well.
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The older I get, the more I resemble my mother. She is the one who influenced me to write—especially in rhyme, as when she was a teenager she kept a hilarious rhymed journal and also wrote humerous rhymed plays for her women’s club to perform. One went all the way to their state convention! She was also crazy about animals and a better trainer than I am..all done easily without fuss. She was especially good with wild animals. She didn’t like to hear anything depressing and as I age, I have become the same. Forgottenman screens my movies for me: “Nope, too violent for you!” She was the first one to take me out at night to park up on some prairie hill to look for flying saucers–which has led to some very interesting adventures I don’t often talk about, for fear of ridicule. Shhh. Don’t tell. I think I share her jaw, chin line and cheek bones and general face shape and recently my hair mimics her wig! Ha. Not intentional. She also had a great sense of humor which I think she instilled in my sisters and me. And a love of ice cream which sadly I can no longer indulge in and a love of travel she indulged in after my dad passed away. All-in-all, the older I get, the more I realize my mother’s genes in me and it is comforting that all of her is not yet gone.
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Love your eyeglasses, Judy. I think there is a similarity in the overall shape of your faces. Comments by strangers about the mother-daughter resemblances evoked many a secret smile in my family: I am an adopted person with no genetic relationship with my adoptive mother and yet when I was a child, strangers would often remark that I look “just like my mother.” All she and I could do was smile and nod knowingly.
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So much of appearance is expression and that can by prompted by proximity and imitation.
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I see in your photos what I see in photos of me. I see a resemblance but you don’t look alike. I don’t know to explain it, but in photos of me, I see my Aunt Jo but I don’t look like her. In younger photos of me I see my Aunt Martha. Family resemblance, I guess!
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know exactly what you mean. Flashes of resemblance.
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Yep, when I take my glasses off I can see the resemblance! 😉
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You look sublime. Your mom looks angry. Perhaps didn’t like her photo taken at the age she was at the time. Not you though! Congrats!!
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She wasn’t an angry person. It was the only face-on photo I could find of her at about the same age I am.
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Both our mother and father had square jaws and high cheekbones, so you have that in common with both of them. I’ve always thought that you and our older sister had more of our Dutch heritage in your looks. Me? Who knows? Mother a!ways said I looked like her sister.
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I think it is partially my new red heavy-rimmed glasses. She had black ones just like them. Teemed with shorter hair, when I get a fast glimpse in the mirror, I think it is her.
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There is a definite resemblance, but your cheekbones are more pronounced, your eyes are set wider, and your face is rounder.
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Yes.. I don’t think anyone seeing us together would think we looked alike, but in these photos of my mother when she was actually younger than I am now, I see a likeness of lower face shape and nose, although our noses were really not that similar either.
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There is resemblance .
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As soon as I looked at your photo, I thought, Judy looks just like her mom in this pic. In fact, I actually thought you had used some sort of filter that superimposed one face over another!
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Duckie says this might be from Eagen. Is this Cindy?
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Funny the variety of responses. Some say yes, others say no. I think those just looking at the photos see some resemblance..especially in face shape. Those that saw us together when Mother was alive, like my sister, say no. Glances in the mirror say yes. Close appraisal says no. All a matter of opinion.
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I like your hairstyle!
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Thanks. After my initial shock, I did, too.
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When my sister and I were teenagers, some people who knew both our parents thought I looked like our mom and my sister like our dad. Others said it was the other way around — that I looked like our dad and my sister like our mom! I don’t know what the key was, but they must each have seen some family resemblance!
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It can involve personality and voice and life choices as much as looks. Perhaps that is why, Janet.
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You’re probably right about personality and voice. As teenagers, though, we didn’t know our life choices yet. I think it also probably had to do with other times people had met us and the impressions made at that first meeting!
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