Today's prompt is "Where I come from". I seriously considered writing about the little town I grew up in. About the miles and miles of trails winding through open space, about the cute little shops. about the moments there that made that place so special for me growing up. However, that isn't really where I come from. It's the people that surrounded me that made me who I am today.
My family communicates through sarcasm and humor mostly. We aren't that super-supportive, lovey-dovey family like the Walton's. We much more closely resemble the Simpsons. I wouldn't have it any other way, though. I love that my dad can make me laugh so hard that I fall out of my chair. I love that my mom pretends that my dad and I aren't hilarious. That my parents enjoy doing impressions... my dad's hilarious, and my mom's terrifying.
Where I come from... people that love me, support me, and laugh with me. That's where I come from.