Where I'm From

I am from steamy, summer evenings
From Biolage and Dorthy Lynch
I am from the bright yellow walls of our forgotten house, inviting a ceery and obnoxious sense of adolescence.
I am from the tragically beautiful rose bush, and the weeds that play hide-and-seek underneath the sun-burnt deck.
I am from KFC and potatoes in the screened-in porch and holiday pictionary,
From Phill and Wendy and the Greer's.
I am from the chocolate hair and football fanatics.
From 'treat others the way you want to be treated!" and tough, needed love.
I am from Christiantiy, a want to hear His word and enjoy a safe, never-judging atmosphere.
I am from North of the River and uncertainty,
Chili and Crockpot suppers.
From the loss of a picture perfect home, the move to the unknown hills, and the 'go in there and do your best!'.
I am from the logs of creativity, the preserved pages filled with fun times and journal entries describing the memories we can never re-live but always remember.