I am from the U.P.

with the beaches that hug Lake Superior

and squeaky sand and crystal clear water.

From the hockey rink

where I played my games

and watched my brother play in envy.

I am from the kitchen

with the satisfying smell of freshly baked goods

and my specialty, apple pie.

From the football field

where I cheered in front of thousands of people

and smiled my biggest smile when I flew.

I am from the hours of tumbling lessons

with back tucks and co-ed stunting

and the thrill when I got a new tumbling pass.

From the morning walks

With my huskies wagging their fluffy tails

and prancing on the sidewalk.

I am from the days on the lake

where the cooler lid flew back

and smacked my brother’s face.

From the accomplishments and disappointments

with laughter, sometimes tears
and “everything happens for a reason.”