Where I'm From

I am from dish towels and aprons, from Crayola Crayons and Etch-a-Sketches and "playing house".

I am from a small house bursting with love, a large, loving family and huge simmering pots of homemade soup.

I am from home-grown tomatoes, dandelions picked with love for my mother, ordinary rock collections, the Giant Sequoia trees, Johnny jump-ups and family nature treks.

I am from the unwavering, always chili, Christmas Eve dinners, and my indented chin inherited from my father, grandfather, and great grandfather.

I am from family laughs with a sigh at the end and family togetherness.

From Jesus loves me and Jesus died for my sins.

I am from a loving Christian home, my Christian heritage reaching far back on my father's side and generations on my mother's side.

I may have been born in South Carolina, but I'm from California of German, Irish, and English descent, from peppernuts and New Years Cookies, from July 4th barbecues and three-bean salads.

From pet ducks and geese, from my mother's "Lulabelle" stories, from a happy childhood.

I am from small towns, and while earthly treasures do not abound in my family, I have priceless family memories worth far more than gold.

I am blessed.