You look just like her.
The way you carry yourself.
It’s uncanny, you look just like her.
I am always flattered when anyone compares me to her, it means more these days than it did when I was younger. Yesterday my family and I went to my cousin’s wedding and I have to say, I felt a little overwhelmed by the amount of people who told me how much I looked like her. Perhaps it was because they hadn’t seen me in a while or it is an observation that came about because of her absence.
It feels special to me though, to have people say I look like my mother; another way for me to feel connected to her.