Thursday, September 22, 2011

Where I'm From

A friend of mine posted this on her blog (Clan Donaldson) today and I enjoyed it so much that I thought I would do it.  If only for myself.

I am from nature shows, from Jordache and lakes.

I am from the 5th house on the right. Sunny. Large yard. Scary basement.

I am from the towering oak tree, the weeping cherry tree.

I am from cutting down Christmas trees and busty women, from  Christos, Hayward.

I am from the stubborn and hardworking.

From never tell someone to shut up and don't say I hate you.

I am from incense, icons and candles. Churches with priests who spoke another language. Easter service at Midnight in pretty dresses and big, beribboned candles.

I’m from Detroit and Greece, koulourakia and biscuits & gravy.

From the woman who beat all the men in the village by plowing the field the fastest, from the ten hour car ride in the back of a pickup truck eating tiropita until we got sick, from sifting through boxes of sparkly jewelry in amazement.

I am from the photo lined hallway, everything boxed up, precious things lost and thrown out in anger.


  1. I love your "where I am from"! My Poppadoppagopolis....

  2. MommaBean - we really need to figure out how to make it so you aren't anonymous!