Sometimes I used to wonder why my mother did things a certain way. Now I know her so much better because I become more and more like my her every day. I had two moments of such a revelation just recently.
One came when I discovered that I very rarely shut the door when I'm using the bathroom any more. It's MY house after all.
The second came when I was walking along a path and saw a plentiful apple tree and I began to devise stealthful plans in order to collect a few bushels inconspicuously for apple pies.