I am from long island, NY.

I am from a small, white ranch style house.

I am from Sunday mornings, with homemade pancakes and music blasting.

I am from friendships that have lasted over 12 years and will likely last a lifetime

I am from annual trips to Florida to visit family for days on end.

I am from waiting on the corner for the bus in the dead of winter.

I am from making wishes on dandelions ,fallen eyelashes and birthday candles.

I am from waking up at 6 a.m. every day for school.

I am from a school district that is known for success.

I am from driving around with my friends in the early hours of the morning.

I am from learning that quality over quantity matters more with friendships

I am from holidays, that were spent cooking and with family.

I am from parents, who grew up in the same town but never knew one another existed

I am from homemade mashed potatoes, latkes and pasta sauce.

I am from imagination and stories.

I am from always having a book in my hand.

I am from growing up in a house that was always playing music.

I am from bagels and pizza.

I am from having and being a sister.

I am from traveling to California for three weeks, with my best friends by my side.

I am from loud family gatherings that always are filled with food

I am from friends that are practically family

I am from new years celebrations and Christmas Eve parties.

I am from my summer’s being spent at camp.

I am from road trips and knowing that it’s the best way to bond with people you love.

I am from being 30 minutes away from the city.

I am from Broadway shows, and the Rockefeller center tree.

I am from “attitude determines altitude”

I am from traveling to a different state every summer.

I am from community service

I am from safety and happiness.

I am from learning to ride a bike and a boogie board.

I am from going on a plane by myself for the first time at age 12.

I am from late night phone calls.

I am from my mom being one of my best friends.

I am from traveling upstate to visit my aunt and uncle.

I am from being the oldest on both sides of the family

I am diners, delis and pizza places.

I am from summers spent at the beach.

I am from one of my best friends being my cousin.

I am from my passion for travel and wanting to see the world.

I am from graduating and meeting new friends along the way.

I am from ice cream trucks, melted popsicles and soft-serve

I am from my dad’s summer softball games.

I am from being told that I look exactly like my aunt.

I am from pep rallies.

I am from awkward crushes on boys that probably didn’t know I existed.

I am from snow days spent sledding and drinking hot chocolate.

I am from raking leaves and jumping into piles of them on the front lawn.

I am from neighbors being like family.

I am from a tree house that has seen better days.

I am from summer days spent lounging by the pool.

I am from concerts, finally seeing my favorite artists in person.

I am from “dream Big” and “never give up”

I am from my dad and grandma getting sick in the same year.

I am from learning to drive in a parking lot.

I am from being scared to speak in front of others.

I am from my backyard where fireflies swarmed in what seemed like thousands.

I am from riding my razor scooter up and down my block.

I am from paper cuts and bruised knees.

I am from a loving family.

I am from bursts of laughter that leave your stomach sore.

I am from a place that will always be home no matter where I end up.

I am from New york.