I am from laughter, from Coca Cola and coloring books.
I am from dandelions, and the grass whose blades sway with unspoken wishes of hopeful people.
I am from laughter and effervescent hope, from Doris and Harmon and Datcher.
From promises of future success and the sacrifices that make them possible and worth the struggle.
From stories. Stories told to me by my mother, and those I will tell my children about their grandmother.
I am from hugs, hand holding, and lullabies.
I am from love that never dies.