in In Her Shoes, i've always thought the two sisters resemble my sister and myself (without the man troubles thankfully) - a shared, kind of disruptive childhood marked by oscillating moments of seeking comfort in each other on the one hand and quarreling, cat fighting, intense loathing on the other (it's true; no exaggeration there i promise) - resulting in 2 seemingly vastly different individuals. of course unlike in the book / movie our story hasn't ended and i somehow have the feeling it hasn't even reached the climax.
today i randomly remembered the part in the movie (i didn't read the book >< ) when they were recalling a time when their mother was still alive and she drove them out to get ice cream instead of to school where they were of course supposed to go. and i thought about how differently that has played out several times with us too (also with Linda after she had the luck of joining our happy family). differently, but somehow striking the same chord of uncertainty + some anxiety + nervousness on our part in apprehension of what mom was gonna do in response to some behavior of ours.
i don't wanna be a mom like my mom but has anyone ever succeeded in breaking away from all that dysfunctionality?
#moments when your life resembles parts of a book / movie / tv show
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