Where I Am From
I’m from two young kids in 1975, in love, ready to tie the knot, whose parents said, “I think not!”
I am from Going against the grain and two becoming one, from unexpected baby…to she’s growing on me…look at my newborn baby!
I am from sweet prayers on my mothers’ lips. Picking me up and holding me on her hips.
I am from open doors and come on ins! To what’s yours is mine and mine is yours.
From a strong-smelling pot of coffee and mumbled kitchen conversation waking me up, to its a good morning! Can I have a cup?
I am from climbing apple trees to scrapes on my knees…boo boo kisses and mommy can fix this. Hide and seek and playing in the creek.
I am from dirty feet and tousled hair to freely roaming everywhere!
From motorcycle club gatherings, Poker, and “That’s my daddy”!
I am from sibling love to rivalry in just 1,2,3!
I am from “Me and My Bobby McGee”. Dance Party!
I am from ham sandwiches and fizzy pop, 911 episodes, and sitting in the bend of daddy’s knee.
I am from now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep. From Sunday school and “Sit down in your seat!”
From Holiday loving to daddy is forever asleep. “Don’t tell the kids, Christmas day, don’t make a peep!”
I am from “Mommy why is everyone sad?” to “Suppose you tell me.” “My daddy died, didn’t he!?”
I am from a widowed mom, hardworking, with a college degree. From McDonalds play dates, just you and me!
I am from one parent down to another one gained, to new school, new house, and a new family.
I am from, free roaming woods to neighborhood city streets.
I am from bike rides and streetlamps that beacon me home.
From you need to learn to stand on your own, but you don’t have to do completely alone.
I am from I love you like my own flesh and blood.
I am from strict fatherly correction; he could be hard on me, but it was out of love.
I am From, “It’s for your own good.” and, “One day you’ll see!”
I am from back yard ball tossing and batting cages.
I am from skating ranks in reveling tops, to “OH CRAP, I JUST GOT CAUGHT!”
I am from no makeup or polish “you’re too young.” “But everybody’s doing it” to “If… ‘so and so’… jumped off a bridge, would you.”
I am from “two wrongs don’t make a right, but they sure prove a point!”
I am from best friend sleep overs for weeks.
I am from boy crush, crushed heart, and he makes me weak.
I am from, finally my first boyfriend, to he’s taking me to HIS prom! To, breaking up because I am moving to a farm!
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I am from the hills of KY where Basketball is life, Sorghum is a sweet treat, and wearing overalls doesn’t make you a geek.
I am from making new friends, hanging out on Dinty Ridge, hiking the mountains, and roaming the valleys.
Form backwoods skinny dipping in creeks, Sorry mom, if my parents knew they would FREAK!
I am from Kentucky Mountain Bible College bound, I once was lost, but now I am found.
I am from new year’s betrayal to dark depression.
I am from here is a promise ring. Now he’s living with me…
I am from, “You weren’t raised like that, come home or just get married.”
I am from wedding bells ringing, to “Mommy, I want to come home, it’s unclean”
I am from fighting and making up, to depression is my demise, to pregnant and surprised.
I am from looking into my daughter’s eyes and knowing for her, I would die.
From NICU stays, sick days, to it’s gonna be okay, just pray!
From advocating with my whole heart, fighting with doctors, it never stops!
I am from diagnosis, research, driving for hours, and therapy of all kinds.
I am from bear kitchen cabinets to meals from one pot.
I am from poor decisions and many mistakes, to mercy, forgiveness, and God’s good grace.
I am from the battlefield of the mind, to just give up…victory is mine. To “…Greater is He that is in me!”
From therapist, and meds, to broken dreams.
I am from trying to survive while others thrive.
From a business degree to, it just doesn’t cut it for me, to top of the class EMT.
I am from moving on up financially to the rug being pulled out from underneath me.
I am from unexpected baby number 2, to Oh how I love you!
Twins? One lost and one gained.
I am from Ronald McDonald house, “meals on wheels”, and tears for days.
I am from cold hard hospital couches, tubing, and machines.
From code blue to thank God he’s breathing!
I am from new family experiences, activities, and encouragement from the Early Bird Foundation three!
I am from I’m just a stay-at-home mom…I’m not worthy. To, “Your job is the most important job.” And I’m starting to believe.
From fostering to adopt, to this is not her last stop.
I am from depression and anxiety, hard work and sacrifice.
I am from NOSW 12-hour days, Sister’s nurture Sisters, and a brand-new phase.
I am from I can, and I will, now watch me succeed!
© Lacy Jay Webb 12/13/22
