I am...

"To the question of your life you are the answer, and to the problems of your life you are the solution."

-Joe Cordare

Inspired by the Advisement lesson on Friday at my school, I wrote my own poem.

I am…

I am older daughter, older sister, and [only] wife.

I am Northwest Louisiana, too far north to be Cajun, but not afraid to celebrate Mardi Gras.

I am suburban Georgia, less traffic and less smog.

I am fabric sewn together, scrapbooks pieced together, and stories woven together.

I am a Ramblin’ Wreck from Georgia Tech, but I’m not an engineer.

I am courage in the face of family crisis.

I am a career change to pursue my desire to teach.

I am family reunion vacations at national parks and outdoor destinations.

I am fast food and dinners out on the weekends.

I am steak and mashed potatoes, or just a peanut butter sandwich.

I am Scrabble, Boggle, or any other word game for that matter.

I am straight A’s on report cards, the evidence of hard work.

I am dorm-life and dining hall meal plans all the way through college.

I am Friday night Netflix and curling up on the couch.

I am journals of family stories, albums of family photos.

I am quotes that speak wisdom, humor, and love.

I am the back of the store clearance racks, but only if it’s less than half off.

I am books on cd in the car, the only time I have to read these days.

I am little girls’ smocked dresses, handmade Sunday clothes and always hemmed pants.

I am Pollyanna, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, and Black Beauty, read aloud before bed.

I am Google Reader and the ingenious NEXT button.

I am a MacBook, with Photoshop, Illustrator, and Firefox all open at the same time.

I am cold oatmeal in the mornings.

I am handbells ringing a tune and feet tapping a rhythm.

I am Coca-Cola… can’t beat the real thing.

I am dreams of my future family.

I am me.