Where I’m From

I am from hula hoops, jump ropes, and a pink banana seat bike with streamers. 

I am from the Baron Place Cul-de-Sac with the underground pool in the back yard.

I am from the sage brush, the desert.

I am from lefse (a Scandinavian potato tortilla for those who don’t know) and a mom who was lovingly adopted, from Hanson’s and Ford’s and the family name that I do not know, but that I would love to know.

I am from cleanliness and honesty.

From do not touch the white walls and stay out of the formal living room.

I am from Sunday School, Vacation Bible School and Youth Group.

I’m from a vacation out of town that ended with me being born a month early, forced upon glasses of milk and Dairy Queen treats.

From a loving mom who passed away when I was nine, the person I will never stop missing, and a dad who has always done his very best to give me all that I need and want.

I am from hundreds of memories taken by Grandpa Stan and lovingly placed in acidic sticky albums and professional Sears photos with jagged cut bangs.

From the white canopy bed with gold trim and Holly Hobby bedspread.  From Cabbage Patch Dolls and a room surrounded with stuffed animals.

I’m from Love and am completely Blessed.

 I was inspired by Stephanie’s Where I’m From Poem the other day, and decided to give it a try myself!  If you want to make one, here is the template.