nonfiction+writings

Where I’m from

I am from a band-aid box, from Johnson & Johnson and wraps, braces, and antibiotics due to all those daredevil moments.

I am from a hearty home cooked meal, gathered around a table set for eight, how was your day stories, while the room fills with laughter. I am from the morning glory, warm, heart shaped, born and grown in the well strong soil I am from a those cozy campfires and crazy trucker jokes, from Kenneth jareld and Bonita lee and entire oleson family

I am from the heated strong tension moments of bickering and non agreeable conversations and teary eyed, long time no see gatherings.

From “it’s alright to let your guard down” and “don’t forget who you are”

I am from newly found Lutheran family,

I'm from South Dakota, Sanford community; Indian tacos and a hearty rack of ribs and potatoes.

From the exaggeration: of Indians, sharks, and throwing chickens, Bull chasing and cow tipping.

I am from hillbilly heaven, long sketchy rides across America, mud covered tires and sunny days fishing by the river. I’m from temptations and unquestionable misguiding but in the end redemption and understanding.