I am from

I am from the toys on the ground, just played with.
From the sound of little feet running around on the hard wood floors,
And the laughter that always seems to surround us.
I am from my 10th two story house,
Always filled with the smell of four different girl’s perfume.
I am from the palm trees of my childhood,
And the dandelions that many wishes were made on.

I’m from moving almost every year,
And being an army daughter.
From Grandma Blondie’s way of life,
And Aunt Tauni’s endless jokes.
I’m from blue eyes and blonde hair.
From outfit checks and endless hair straightening.
I am from very high expectations.

I’m from making my own happiness,
From patience is a virtue, and many I love you’s.
I’m from those pajamas everyone gets on Christmas Eve.
From Utah and four other states, each with a new learning experience.
I am from Thai food and rice at almost every meal.
From my mom’s best friend who is a second mom to me, sold into slavery as a child.
I am from appreciating everything.