I am from towering grass brushing against legs,

a home of adventuring on the hill, and running from

house to house playing with neighbors.

From living in what once was rural now is suburbs,

what once was tight now is spacious, and

what once was wood now is brick.

I am from a home of a welcoming 400 foot driveway,

a worn playset with swings that creeeacked when swung,

and a trampoline that bounced me to the clouds.

From a body of mosquito bites head to toe, listening to the

crackling of a fire, and sticky fingers from s'mores.

I am from a home of mom saying, “Always do your best”

and “Pick up your room” and “Come on kids, dinner is ready!”

From a super-family of four,  and a brother that is

my height yet half my age, and a dog that barks at the wind.

I am from Hikes at Lapham Peak with friends,

taking a drive with the windows down watching my

hair go from side to side, and going to Starbucks for the newest drink.

From playing tennis on a sweaty day,

getting burned in the scorching sun, and

going through three water bottles in one hour.

I am from a time of sports and not knowing if I should choose

the top spin of tennis, the flips of gymnastics, or the red

hands of volleyball.

From stressful tryouts, to being accepted, and then proving myself.

I am from church retreats, praying during the hard times, and thanking

for the positive ones.

From a book of quotes of “Never give up, always give 110%” and

“Family time is the most important” and “Reach for the stars.”

I am from towering grass brushing against legs.