My Ancestors Are My Entourage

My hair always gets knotted in the middle of my head. I'm not sure how it gets into these huge unmanageable knots, but I must condition my hair twice a week to ensure that the knots don't get out of control and I end up breaking and harming too much of it.  I remember hearing my mom once say, “Por eso I cut my hair, mi’ja… because it would get knotted too!  As much as I hate to admit that I have any similarities with my mother, I assume I get it from her.

So, every time I am in the process of untangling my hair, and thinking of my mother,  I wonder what other traits, qualities, and characteristics have I received from my family and my ancestors. Who in my family felt the urge to assist the masses? Who yearned to pencil their thoughts? Which one of them was selfish? Which one was bold, fierce, and unapologetic? Was any of them afraid sometimes? Naïve?

Am I a combination of all of them? 

I can connect parts of my character with both of my parents, and I'm certain they can connect some of theirs with what they saw in their parents. 

And it amazes me that this certainly goes on eternally.