I am from Jim and Georgia, Walter and Bernice, Woody and Georgia,
From the vastness of Texas to the Rockies of Colorado and back to the hill country of Austin,
From locusts and humidity to fresh mountain streams to bluebonnets in the spring.
I am from oatmeal, bacon grease, Spam, and inexpensive casseroles.
I am from spirituality, politics, and love,
From intense activists struggling to do what’s right.
I am from “If you can’t say anything nice about someone, don’t say anything at all” to “I Have a Dream.”
I am from farmers, asphalt operators, secretaries, preachers, florists, and civil activists.
I am from The Sound of Music and White Christmas,
From Kick Ball, Hide and Seek, and singing on the front porch,
From David Cassidy, Michael Jackson, James Taylor and Carol King.
I am from legalism to grace,
From knowing of God to knowing Him.
My life is unfolding against a cast of women staying at home nurturing their children and women loving their children by working to improve the world.
I am from men supporting their families and helping until the chores are done at night.
I am from takes me to where I am.
Deana Boggess
11/29/17
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