I am from cool, black soil; fields of grain and changing seasons
From Brownie Scouts, Nancy Drew, piano lessons
And mom baking cookies after school
I am from high school sweethearts married over 60 years
I am from mini-skirts, hot pants and suede jackets with fringe
Kent State, Woodstock and "Give Peace a Chance"
The Beatles, the Stones and Mama Cass "California Dreamin'"
Where have all the flowers gone?
I am from college dorms and term papers
Lost dreams and dreams found again
I am from marrying young and lasting
I am a mother and a daughter, a parent and a child.
I am of cookbooks and novels
White tulips and peach roses
I am from blue jeans and turtlenecks
Penny loafers and boots
I am from war and peace and war again
I am a work in progress; always learning, always growing
I am a child of man, a child of the world, a child of God
I am from joy and love, hopeful about what is yet to come
Are there things from your past that immediately throw you back to childhood? A certain perfume, a song or the smell of your mother's cooking? All of those things can immediately take me back to a different time. I had that experience a few days ago when my husband and I were walking out of a "Books-a-Million" store. We had already paid for our purchases and were headed for the door when I saw this book:
I stopped in my tracks, saw the $5 sale tag and my husband picked up a copy and headed back to the checkout counter. You see, he knows that hours of my youth were spent reading Nancy Drew. Every Christmas I would get 3 or 4 new ones and of all the wonderful things under the tree...those books are what I remember the most. I was immediately 10-years-old again. I didn't even care if other customers wondered about the middle-aged woman, hugging her oversized Nancy Drew book and jumping for joy!
Where are you from?