Where I'm From

I am from the Saguaro cacti and tumbleweeds

The trees full of buzzing cicadas on hot, summer nights

I am from dial-up internet

From Neil Diamond and Kenny G drifting from the CD player

I am from the home that hosted Bible studies

The cul-de-sac where we rode bikes and played games with neighbors

And ran barefoot across the burning asphalt

I’m from honor roll and failed piano lessons

And blisters on my toes from hours of ballet rehearsals

I’m from Arizona and other lands long forgotten

I’m from Dominoes with Grammy and Cribbage with Grandpa

From family reunions at the cabin, seeing new faces each year

While never missing the pink stuff

I’m from roast beef and mashed potatoes

From family dinners every night and church every Sunday

And ski trips every spring

I’m from memories documented in photo albums and home videos

And love that’s held close to my heart


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