Where I’m from.
I am from soup beans, from Fruit Stripe Gum and Tyson Chicken Nuggets.
I am from the front porch of my mamaws house, a big old house where you can still hear the laughter from the kids playing outside.
I am from the pine tree, the Tiger Lily with its florescent orange flowers.
I am from family reunions and family laughter, from Gail and Roger and Papaw James.
From the perfect church attendance and history of drug avoidance.
From keep your grades up and always stay in church.
I am from The Church of Christ where we take communion every Sunday and have bible study on Wednesday.
I’m from Dayhoit to Caterns Creek and Wats Creek, from Smallwood’s, Williams’, Cornett’s, and Thompson’s.
From mamaw Gail’s 2 bedroom house with 11 siblings inside, the coal heated stove, and an entire neighborhood full of everything family should be.
I am from mamaws’ house, the faint sound of family laughter, and familiar cartoons I know by heart, and family full of love. I couldn’t ask for anything better.