Fathers and Sons

I am the son of my father. It took me all my adult life to come to this conclusion. No, I am not adopted or anything like that. Even though I have been told that I was by ill intentioned relatives. But I never believed that.
It started with the little things. The sound of my voice when I said thank you. The nodding of the head when greeting a stranger. Hey, this reminds me of someone. Of course, it was him. My father. For better or worse he was in me.
But in other ways I am not at all like him. Like Prince sang "Maybe I'm just like my mother, she's never satisfied".
Whatever it is, never spite your parents. You are what they are. Unless you are adopted. Then you are are truly blessed. For you will not have the same character flaws and predispositions as them. And for that be thankful as you are on a clean slate.