What I Got From My Folks

Let me tell you what's giving me a panic attack today.

What did you inherit from you parents? Looks? Habits? Personality?

I got glasses when I was in fourth grade. When I first got glasses, kids in school told me I looked like Elton John. Before I got glasses, kids told me I looked like scary actor John Malkovich. I liked being told I looked like Elton John better. Both my parents had glasses. So it was kinda cool looking like a celebrity.

Now that I'm older, I don't mind being told that I look like my dad. Since he's been gone, that's kinda a compliment.

I was looking at my hands the other day, and I'm starting to notice something.

I've seen that somewhere before.

I remember my grandmother's hands. The joints of her fingers were a little bigger. I see my mom's fingers are the same way.

This is what's freakin' me out: It's really cool that people tell me I'm like my dad. That I look like him or sound like him or act a little like. It's great that I got my looks from Dad. Maybe I got some other things like a little personality and mannerisms. But apparently, I did not inherit Dad's man-hands. I got granny hands.