One of the things that I take pride in most of the time is where I got to grow up, Fishers, a suburb north of Indianapolis. Fishers is known for being one of the safest places to live in Indiana as well as for our flourishing community and highly rated school system. It is a wealthy community that attracts doctors and lawyers alike. Before it was the city it has come to be holding an IKEA now, it was just a quaint little town with mom and pop restaurants and a few grocery stores spread out. Even further back in time, it was just farmland while Anderson was the place to live with a booming industry. It has grown rapidly in the past 20 years and is not stopping any time soon.

I loved growing up in suburbia and hope to one raise kids in suburbia. Maybe not necessarily Fishers, but something very similar. The neighbors always gave us something to talk about at the dinner table as well as what us children did outside that day whether is was sledding on the hill in the back of our house during the winter or playing football in the neighbor boys backyard. Having a back yard with a fence proved perfect for our one dog at the time, we now have two. The back porch that overlooks the backyard is perfect for the cats to watch the birds but also to watch the sunrise with coffee. I worked at our local grocery store that had been there since me moved there longer than we had lived in our neighborhood. We has all our regulars from the surrounding neighborhoods and it felt like a community on its own. It felt safe. I would be out side playing with the neighbor kids till dark and not once did I worry. It was truly an experience I would never give up.

My lifestyle and how I grew up never would have happened without my parents of course. They worked their butts off to give my brother and I the best life we could have. Some say I just got lucky. Some say I am spoiled. I get groans when I say that I am from Fishers. I consider myself lucky and do everything I can to not take it for granted. I had and have that life style growing up because my parents worked. It was not handed to them. My mom went through college and got a job with what she learned and got her degree. My dad may not have gone but he never stopped working, even if it got tough at times. I am greatful for Fishers and how I got to grow up.