I am from the cookie sheets filled with bacon,
From the thick soothing smell of cinnamon,
To camp fire chats with new friends.
I am from hairspray,
From bracelets and rubber bands,
To a new hairstyles and colors my grandmother knew would look good.
I am from cold winters and snowball fights,
To ponds that are beautiful when frozen over.
I am from a loving family,
And accepting how God created us.
I am from a thousand bear hugs,
Oversized clothes,
And bumps and bruises.
I am from partying,
From watching the SuperBowl every year,
To playing all day.
