I am from Travis Country, playing in the creek, crawfish hunts, and turtle watching. From walks to school, Brownie troop sleepovers and camping in Oklahoma.
I am from the the Little Apple, the Gateway to the West, Big D, and the Big Apple. I am from flower beds, and Austin’s Garden. I'm from all my travels that have shown me incredible beauty.


I am from passion for things that matter, thoroughness in completing a task, and my love for animals.
From "I love you’s" and "I’m sorry’s," from heartbreak and loss. I am from tickle fights and building forts in the living room.
I am from the Sign of the Cross, Vivian's Bible, Namaste and charity.
I am from Austin, Tex-Mex, fried okra, and red velvet cake.

I am from scrapbooks, achievement ribbons, DAR, and one-of-a-kind handmade dolls. I'm from the orange elephant quilt, the kitty-cat blanket, and my signature quilt. I'm from my memories that fill my heart until there's no more room.
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I was inspired to write my version of this poem by my friend, Jane. If you would like to create your version, you can find instructions here.
2 comments:
Thanks, Shorey. I love reading your story.
What a thoughtful entry for your blog, Shorey. I may just be tired, but I teared. Love you.
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