Inevitable

Amazing how life turns out the way that it does

The first time I said that something “sucked”; I was my mother’s daughter. When I threw a (thankfully pathetic) punch at a cinderblock wall because of a boy; I was my daddy made over. When I’d get too sassy with my grandparents, they called me by my aunt’s name. We like to put onto children this expectation of personality. As if I was always going to ha…