I don’t put much stock in horoscopes. Perhaps one reason is the fact that my zodiac sign is cancer, so I’m not about to run around shouting, “Hey, look at me: I’m a cancer!”
But for the sake of this post, I did a bit of research and found the following on Astrology.com:
Cancer, the fourth sign of the zodiac, is all about home. Those born under this sign are ‘roots’ kinds of people, and take great pleasure in the comforts of home and family. Cancers are maternal, domestic and love to nurture others. More than likely, their family will be large, too — the more, the merrier! Cancers will certainly be merry if their home life is serene and harmonious. Traditions are upheld with great zest in a Cancer’s household, since these folks prize family history and love communal activities. They also tend to be patriotic, waving the flag whenever possible. A Cancer’s good memory is the basis for stories told around the dinner table, and don’t be surprised if these folks get emotional about things. Those born under this sign wear their heart on their sleeve, which is just fine by them.
Even though I don’t really believe in horoscopes, I will admit that most of this sounds like me.
I am family-oriented, though the large-family thing only applies if they include friends who are like family; I don’t plan on having a ton of kids.
Roots and traditions are indeed very important to me, as I am a huge genealogy geek. So is home, which you might not guess given my love for travel.
Domestic? Eh … not so much. I am only now gradually becoming a passable cook and while I can make a mean latch-hooked panda picture, I cannot knit, crochet or sew to save my life. My extremely patient friend Kirsten tried to teach me to knit, and it was a resounding success for about five minutes. Eventually I’d like to have another go at it, though. I think creating gifts like knitted hats for others is really meaningful.
Maternal … yeah, I guess I’ve been accused of being the mom of my friend groups. More often than not I just want everyone to be happy, which sometimes can lead to more of a doormat status than a maternal one.
Good memory? Haha, nice one. There’s a reason I write things. But the storytelling bit, absolutely.
I wouldn’t say I’m highly patriotic, but seeing as my dad is a Vietnam vet and my grandpa was a World War II vet, I do have much reverence for the military.
Being emotional … well, I do find the older I get, the easier I cry at sad commercials and the like. So maybe. But I’m not the type of person to just fly off the handle.