I’m from a small caring family.
I’m from a big town close to the capitol of them all.
I’m the second of two children whom which my sibling is my sister.
I’m from a small household which two people worked hard to pay for.
I’m from a neighborhood where friends play football in a side yard and basketball in the street.
I’m from a neighborhood where when the street lights come on you head home.
I’m from a family who enjoys traveling and barbecues with relatives.
I’m from a time right before electronics and Iphones became a thing, when you would actually have to hold a conversation with someone.
I’m from a place where you didn’t have to worry about your safety and well-being.
I’m from summer and spring break Florida vacations.
I’m from family get-togethers.
I’m from a hard working family who appreciates what and who they have every day. I’m from weekend sleepovers with my best friends.
I’m from playing pee-wee football.
I’m from a nice place where the sun sets and rises, where you can walk outside and feel the cool breeze of air brush past your skin.
I’m from the beautiful fall colors that brightened your day.
I’m from staying up all night during the summer and the weekends.
I’m from annual snowstorms that left enough snow to sled.
I’m from a family with a mix of Italians and Hungarians, every time we got together the smell of amazing food would cloud the air and you knew it was time to eat.
I’m from the place I like to call home.