Blogtember: Where I came from

Describe where or what you come from. The people, the places, and/or the factors that make up who you are.

Hehe when I first read that, I had to do a double take.  I thought it meant like a rock or something which there have been times I’ve sworn I just might have because I don’t really look like either of my parents, but as the years go by, I’m starting to more and more.  Whew!

I came from a family who believed in hard work, dedication and education.  My dad worked 40-hours per week while farming 250 acres of land and going to school full time.  My parents met on a blind date and it grew from there.  My mom was in college at the time as well and dad wouldn’t marry her until she graduated from college.  My mom learned how to drive a tractor so she could at least spend time with my dad.  Tell me that isn’t dedication and hard work right there!

Throughout the years of being my parents daughter they’ve created a wonderful life not only for themselves but for me too.  There are more times than not, I’d love to give my kid someday the life and experiences that my parents afforded me.  There are days I almost break down and cry because I feel like I can’t live up to the excellentness (hey it’s a word today) of what my life was.

Both my parents have been a GREAT example for me as their parents were to them.  I’m not going to lie, all of my grandparents have been a great influence in my life as well.