I am from the maroon bedroom carpet, summer road trips, and ballet lessons.
I am from warm red brick and four windows on a busy street.
I am from snowy winters, daffodils that bloom too soon, and mountains, Oh the Mountains!
I am from blue eyes, long legs, tuna fish gravy on toast, and five people with one bathroom.
I am from Miriam and Nathaniel, but call me Than...not Nathan or Nate, and dearest friends who have become family.
I am from temples, family history, testimonies, and the blessings of tithing.
I am from making memories, saying Thank Yous, and "Don't sell that at the yard sale."
Inspiration at Metropolitan Mama
Original writing prompt found here.
Photo by Bree