My version from the link in yesterday’s post ~ a template for writing your own version of “Where I’m From.”
I am from black and white pictures, powdered Tide and sprinklers.
I am from buttercup kisses, bare feet, orange groves and grooved dirt paths.
I am from honeysuckle, tomatoes and the persimmon we couldn’t pronounce.
I am from arched eyebrows and Mary Kay.
I am from Easter Mass, picnics, tea towels and apple cheeks; from Mary and Elizabeth and her sisters in childhood slips.
I am from theater and writers, intellect and wit. From Irish fire and Saints.
I am from rosaries, candles and cathedrals, from lush green hills and the sea.
I am from the swamps of Florida and the whistle walks of D.C.
I am from the beauty of McColl and the strength of single mothers. I am from compassion and laughter, survival and tears.
I am my mom.
I am me.
Happy Mother’s Day!