Am I?

"Am I my mother and grandmother?" I asked myself just recently. I hope not but there is some evidence to prove me wrong. Although we were all teachers and mom and I both taught the same subject, science. This did not alarm me. It is our temperament and mannerisms that are so much alike. We say some of the same things as if speaking to a child.....scary. We are sometimes impatient and short when things heat up....frightening. When I get up in the mornings, I find myself clearing my throat the exact same way as she does and grandma did....... this is freaky! Mom and I even sound alike on the phone, so I've been told. And we all expected and expect results quick, fast and in a hurry.....Oh my gosh....I think I'm becoming my mother and grandma....eeeeeek! This is not good. I'm myself, I keep reminding me of that. Am I going crazy? Don't answer that, I say to myself. I am me, I am me, I am me....don't you agree! Don't let my calm exterior fool you. I'm worried, really! How hear me out, my mother is a wonderful person and grandma was the best grandma in the world. They both raised me to be an independent woman and self-sufficient, which I am. So why am I complaining? I really don't know the answer to that. I guess I'm having a panic attack or a middle-age crisis or something. So maybe disregard this post..........I'm just babbling away here.......LOL