Where I am from

I am from the bay, from long walks with my mom, where I grew up.
I am from my grandparents house, a place to get away, a spot where I feel safe.
I am from the peninsula, with the snooty, stuck up moms and the gadgets and motor toys loving dads.
I am from where laughter, tears and anger occured, from where I learned the hard way.
I am from where hipsters, organic food, and cruiser bicycles is the trendy way to be.
I am from the pinky, with the cool gentle breeze in the summer to the harsh blizzards in the winter. With the lost tourists and the understanding locals, the place I call home.