where I'm from

This is my second scary leap into the blogging world. I'd like to thank my new friends Nichole, Natalie and Cheryl for inspiring me to do this!

I am from small town charm with big city dreams, from Target and chocolate chip cookies on Sundays and the smell of coffee in the morning wafting through the house, letting us know dad is up.

I am from a gray house on a busy street, a backyard full of dogs, and toys, and dirt and the sounds of children playing in the neighborhood.

I am from tumbleweeds and Joshua trees, the warm brown earth of the desert and gusty winds tangling blond hair on an impossibly starry night.

I am from Christmas celebrations with the scent of baked goods wafting through out the house, and  tons of presents surrounding a 7 foot tree.  From a tight knit band of Nomads, from Drinkwine's and Clausen's.

I am from  stubbornness, resilience, and incredible hot tempers, and kind and loving hearts.  From softball games and riding bikes for hours around the block.

I am from "which part of NO don't you understand?" and "You can do anything you want as long as you're happy." From reading Nancy Drew with my mom, and reaching for the starts and dreaming big.

I am from faithful Lutherans, and my own freedom of choice.  From coloring while snuggling against mom or Aunt Jan during the sermons and testing the waters of religion and faith.

I am from the golden state, perpetually tan and French wine tasters, perpetually drunk.  From  rich Cabernet's and Del Taco and pizza.

I am from my grandfather's purple heart from WWII, from classic cars and trips to Disneyland with my brother and sister, listening to the Jurassic Park soundtrack, skin prickling with the anticipation  and excitement of the fun ahead.

I am from endless books of photos tucked away in a dark closet, video taped dance recitals, the smell of peppermint, a thousand happy memories tucked into private corners of my mind.

And I can hardly ask to be from more.

For your own where I'm from click here