A never ending cycle

It's so funny how things repeat themselves, I find myself saying things my parents use to say. I find my self singing songs that my mom use to sing to us growing up. I hope my kids carry on some of those special things, it's like a never ending cycle. You pick and choose what you want to take with you as an adult. I think I have my dad's heart and my mom's attitude. There is a down side to both my dad has been taken advantage of and my mom can't swallow her pride. The good thing is my dad will get blessings and people are always there to help him in return. My mom is a very strong willed women and has taught me to do the same. I wonder what Mikey and Bre will get from Mike and I. Not so much what they will get but what they will choose to take with them.