I am from locked television cabinets and spinning weed whackers.
I am from the brown house one house away from the white house and two houses away from the post office.
I am from soccer and basketball balls.
I am from saying "what happen was."
I am from an Irish family history.
I am from slag and horrible leftovers.
I am from the smell of sap and syrup
I am from people telling me pink should not be my favorite color.
I am from every little ting is going to be alright.
I am from our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate but that we are more powerful beyond measure.
I am from Andover Connecticut, Holland Patent New York, Manchester Connecticut, and Montague Massachusetts.
I am from those moments when you feel like you have to give up but knowing you wont because you are living for more then just yourself.