I am…
A daughter, a daddy’s little girl, a follower of his way, a desire to make him proud, a crafting buddy, a mom’s kitchen helper.
A sister, two girl’s big “sissy”, an adventurer, a champion of friendship, a sloppy kiss giver
A Coloradan, a thin air breather, a sky touch-er, a green chile and sopapilla eater, a clean air singer
A daughter of God, given grace when I deserved none, hope in the darkest of times
I am…
a football to brings nations together, the most beautiful game in the world,
a pair of gillies and poodle socks, paired with a finely detailed floppy dress
a tattered giraffe given to me when I was five
a book, with its pages smelling of creativity
lost, but I am found
a warm blanket on a cold night, snuggled up with a cup of tea and Jane Austen
a postcard to everywhere, from everywhere
a stack of photos waiting to be hung
I am…
Light brown hair, but blond on the inside, and eyes that change colors
Irish skinned through and through, to the first sunburn of summer to the translucent skin of winter
Growing older, taking on the responsibilities of the world, but keeping a young heart
Soccer jerseys and dresses
I relate to the part where you talked about taking on adult responsibilities but kept a young heart. I feel that way about my own life:)
ReplyDeleteI am also a daddys girl (:
ReplyDelete"A postcard to everywhere, from everywhere." I love that line! I can really feel the pride you hold in your family and your home : )
ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful line: "lost, but I am found." I love how you are in touch with your heritage, that you celebrate your Irish skin and your Colorado roots. I bet those two sisters of yours are just crazy about their big Sissy!
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