I am from a box of note cards and stationary with love and wishes yet to be sent. I am from Moleskin books and lists on every page.
I am from the warm and snuggly. I am from wood-burning heat and candle light and crisp fall air.
I am from daisies and tulips, the yellower the better.
I am from pizza Fridays and lazy Saturday mornings in bed and hours of silliness and laughter. I am from my boy and my husband.
I am from the foolish and fun. I am from the wonderful moments and the lessons learned from tough times.
From being polite, sharing with others, always caring. From respect and honesty and empathy.
I am from a belief in God and faith in something bigger than myself. I am from purposeful prayer and meaningful hope.
I’m from the Maritimes, farm fresh veggies and strong cups of tea.
From my mother’s apron and my father’s workshop, the pride of my grandparents, and the smiles of my dearest friends.
I am from a bookshelf full of memories. Photographs keeping special moments caught in time. Reminders of everything important, providing some often-needed perspective.