I am from...

I am from...

 I am loved from every room in the house, just as the scent from the volcano candle wanders throughout.

 

I am from the smell of family dinner Sunday evening with everyone gathered around the table (sweet, savory, and scrumptious.)

 

I am from the organized drawers in my bedroom, with dividers separating clothes, sweat suit sets in every color that are divided by weight, color and occasion.

 

I am from the willow tree in my backyard where you can hear the leaves blow and the hammock swing, the peace and calmness flood my brain with memories of enjoying quality time with family and friends.

 

I am from the salty bag of chips I decided to snack on before dinner, just enough to satisfy my craving but not enough to take away my appetite.

 

I am from leotards and dance costumes. Glitter and glam for hours. Make-up caked on your face, tired feet and sore bodies. It was all worth it. I love to dance.

 

I am the organizer, the one who tries to keep everything and everyone in order to make life a little easier and stress less significant.

 

I am the eyeglasses that people used to make fun of growing up but are now seen as a fashion statement worldwide. I love my glasses, all colors, shapes and sizes.

 

I am from the books, binders and endless amount of notes I have piling up on my desk. I have always enjoyed school as school not as my passion. Although school is not my direct passion, it is my pathway to the final destination; teaching.

 

I’m from the cats meow and the bees knees, the cool, calm and collected. From a family that started off with five and continues to grow. I love my family. I love my friends. I love this life.