Prodigal Daughter.

It could be anything. Things that (used to) annoy you.

Your father's low-brow sense of humor. His wheezing. His fashion style. His anecdotes.

Your mother's harsh rhetoric. Her haste. Her gait. Her wardrobe. Her gossip-mongering.

Inevitably, my cousin said, we become our parents. Do you make a conscious effort to minimize the mirroring? Does it bother you when you realize you act or react the same way even with all that minimizing?

I suppose it's the price we pay for inheriting all their good traits: the bad ones trickle down and settle.

Always remember the good. Even if it's much less than the bad.

I'm thankful for my father's geeky disposition, that obsession with detail.

And my mother's obsession with entertaining guests.

That's 2 things. Better than nothing.