It’s time for Thankful Thursday!
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I am thankful for where I come from because it has made me who I am today.
Where I’m From
I am from an old red van that we sat on the floor of for years, from Cabbage Patch dolls and teddy bears.
I am from a suburban home, brick, ranch, and clean smelling.
I am from the snowball bush full of white flowers in the spring and the sickly apple tree that got cut down.
I am from Christmas in January at Aunt Bert’s and being shy, from Curtis and Rebecca and 2 siblings.
I am from over-reacting, exaggeration, and checking in at regular intervals.
From wanting to hear “I love you” and hearing “You’re going to break something one day” each time I was dropped off at gymnastics.
I am from attending Catholic mass each week, Sunday school, and saying the rosary as a family when I was little.
I’m from German ancestors who came to Ohio, homemade goetta at Christmas time and saurkraut.
From the exciting stories of my father’s police work, stories of my boxing grandfather, and jokes about how I reacted when I learned about Santa.
I am from family photographs in albums, and thousands more stuck in shoe boxes. From the memories those pictures bring back and the vacations and camping trips they capture.
I’m hoping to expand on this one day; after all, it focuses primarily on my early childhood and there is so much more that brought me to where I am today.
What about you? What past experience are you thankful for?