Sitting here with my family, listening to my grandmother talk with her siblings…
I am beginning to realize where a lot of my personality traits come from. And therefore, my mother’s personality traits also.
My grandpa, he’s normally the quiet one. The one who sits back, listens, and observes. He’s normally the one to listen first before he expresses his opinion, or sometimes doesn’t even say a word.
He’s the type of person to always put others before himself. He’s always willing to lend a helping hand. He’s the chivalrous one.
My grandma, she’s the talkative one. The aggressive one. The one that’s not afraid to speak her mind when necessary. She’s the nicest person, but she can also be your worst enemy.
Although she is very nurturing, she is also the one to tell you that sometimes you have to think about yourself and what you want. She’s very particular and knows what she wants, and she usually gets it even if she has to fight for it.
My mom, I realize now that she is the perfect balance of both those personalities. Like I mentioned in a previous post, she’s the nicest person in the world. She’s quiet, shy, and happy-go-lucky most of the time. Like a little ball of sunshine, as my friend Liam would say.
But…at the right moments, she can speak her mind and fight for what she wants. You piss her off enough, and she’ll bite your head off with words.
Me, well…I’m beginning realize now that I too, am the perfect balance of the two of them. I’m quiet and shy, but at the same time, I’m strong and independent. I’m not a fighter, but if I have to fight and speak up about something..I will bite your head off.
The more I think about it though, it’s a trend within my family on both sides of my family…. The women are usually a little more dominant than the man. I guess, now I know what I’m in for. Lol