A couple weeks ago I was thinking about how weird it is that we, as humans, are born to parents (some good, some bad, some in between, I suppose) who all have interests, and in turn, we become interested or end up knowing a lot about their interests because they’re in our lives and we’re kind of surrounded by them. Granted, this isn’t always the case. But it typically is. Even if you aren’t particularly interested in your parents lives or hobbies or whatnot, you still end up hearing a lot about their favorite subjects, and then begrudgingly become somewhat knowledgeable about said subjects.
If I wasn’t born to my parents, I doubt that I would care about analyzing why people act a certain way or how a person’s childhood can effect how they grow emotionally. I doubt that I would like to write or even read. Create or decorate. Would I like to sing or listen to the bands I like now? Would I know that TCM stands for Turner Classic Movies and that there is not one Thin Man movie, but like, 6 or 7?! Would I like to dance and laugh at people trying to be serious? Could I spot a “good cut” in a movie scene? Would I make collages of all my favorite things and then admire them over and over? Would I still like animals more than people?
Perhaps. But probably not. I would be different because my parents would be different–have different jobs, hobbies, senses of humor, religions, struggles, incomes, etc. I like all the things that make up me. I’d like to think that we can see the best in our parents and the things that they like, we take and make them our own.
Or maybe not. Just a thought.
Also, don’t get all nature vs. nurture on me.
Lily In Canada 
I think we are indeed influenced a lot by our parents. Also taking into account that the more you know about a subject, the more you can admire it. So as you say, a lot has to do with your parents’ interests 🙂
It’s true. I like that you used the would admire. I guess you do end up respecting something more when you know more about it. 🙂
I just hope they take on my better qualities and not merely the worst.
Haha you probably don’t have too many bad qualities to give out. Your kids seem pretty great so I wouldn’t worry about it!
I dunno. They seem to have inherited my dithering gene.
Haha, if that’s the worst thing, than I would say that’s pretttty good.
Yeah, it’s weird how my kids have kind of adopted things I like and things I don’t. Good thought.
Yeah because in a way, that’s what they know. Even if you aren’t like, pushing something on your child, I think if they notice that you like something, they will like it too. Kind of like a role model thing haha.
I keep thinking I’m ruining them with my bitter attitude though too.
Haha no. I don’t think you could ruin them with that. Being bitter has a bit of humor to it, so at least they will be funny!
They better be funny! No pressure…
*Head assplodes*
*wipes chunks of skull off computer screen*
You know the old thing, Lil. You look to your Dad on who to marry and to your Mom on how to take care of yourself. As adults, we learn (hopefully) to adjust accordingly. Least that’s what I always heard. Very introspective post and I hope that you and yours are well.
Thanks Brigitte! It’s true. All the little signals parents aren’t even aware that they’re giving off! Fun to think about. Hope you are doing well too! Thanks for stopping by and making me smile 😀