I Am From

My junior year I was involved in a Bible study in my sorority.  Our fearless leader (edotlouise) had us write "I am from" poems.  She wanted us to bring them to "class" and read them aloud.  I actually wrote the poem but refused to read it...I actually never showed it to anyone.  I was scared I would do the big ugly cry.  I probably still would today but writing how I feel makes me more comfortable than actually verbalizing it.  Tonight I found my I am from poem.  I love reading things I wrote a while ago.  I can lose myself in the words and take myself back to exactly how I was feeling.

Here is the poem... I didn't let you down edotlouise!  This is exactly what was written two years ago.  I am still "from" that place...although, I think I could add more today.  A lot has happened in two years!

I am from Bill and Susan
I am from freckles from my Dad...plus every allergy on the planet
I am from my daddy...where I got my sense of humor
I am from my twin...my mother
I am from a mother who is my best friend
I am from a mother who taught me to be independent
I am from special parents...my full time cheerleaders
I am from a little sister who I can have a conversation with without saying a word
I am from a little sister who taught me my love of music, words, and others
I am from a small Middle Eastern country
I am from my Papa a Mississippi Senator, farmer, and business owner
I am from my Papa...the man who taught me work ethic
I am from my Mimi who taught me my love of painting
I am from my Mimi who taught me the word
I am from a diverse family
I am from my Sancee who taught me Tina Turner and James Dean
I am from my Sancee who taught me to never give up
I am from the Crazy Ladies with whom I share all my secrets
I am from road trips with my aunts
I am from family performances on Christmas Eve
I am from an understanding God
I am from a God that shows me I am never alone
I am from Saturdays in the Grove
I am from Delta Gamma...a place where I learned what true friendship is
I am from Room 6
 I am from rocking chairs on the front porch
I am from stressing out when I don't need to
I am from a God who hurts when I hurt
I am from skinned knees and mosquito bites
I am from patience and compassion
I am from laughter and pure joy
I am from made up accents
I am from silly dances
I am from reaching further than you think is possible


All these special things make me...


Me



This just made me smile tonight.

So, where are you from?