All her life my sister has rolled her eyes and said yes, I know I look like my mom. We have some sort of cloning factory out here – it’s funny how one generation duplicates its looks onto the next one (my grandpa, uncle, and cousin are prime examples).

Today my sister sent me this photo

and said now you can never say you don’t look like mom. And she’s right. Even down to the surly little mouth turned up. It may be the only time we have looked the same, but in this instance it’s spot on. Lots of memories being shared today – happiness inside the tears.