This week for Mama Kat’s I have chosen prompt #3.) Things you oddly obsessed about as a child. (inspired by Wendy from Like My Baby).
When I was a child my older brothers and sisters had me absolutely convinced that I was adopted. I’m sure at some point that all kids must go through this same phase but they really had me convinced.
I remember I was constantly searching for picture proof that I was “one of their own” so to speak. If I had a lick of sense all I’d have to do was look in the mirror. I think we all pretty much look alike. Not like twins but there is no doubt that we are related. But when I was younger I could never find any pictures of me as a baby so I always thought I wasn’t a “natural” child. All I’d have had to do was actually think about it for a while and I would have had my conclusive answer. Why would a young couple who already had 4 children they could barely afford to feed adopt a baby? I know, I never said I was very bright back then. Just one more reason my daddy never called my “sonny (sunny)”…
I think part of the doubt came from the fact that as I’ve posted before, all my older brothers and sisters were so close both in age and emotionally and me being so much younger already made me feel alienated from them. To me they also acted a lot alike and I found myself questioning some things they did or ways they acted and as they got older it only got worse. What’s funny is that in the last few years I’ve have relished those differences. Many times my husband has asked me “Are you sure you and Suzi are from the same family as the rest of them?” And I have to think back to when I was so afraid that I was from a different family and laugh.
Here are a couple of pictures when I was younger with my brothers and sisters. Is it not evident that we are related?
And here is a picture of my maternal grandmother who I’ve been told I look like:
And me and some of my family at older ages:
So, I guess I wasted a lot of time obsessing over nothing cause if you really look at the pictues, I think there is NO doubt that we are all related. Want to see what other people obsessed about? Hop on over to Mama Kat’s and the Writer’s Workshop and find out.