Home has become a more fluid concept with age. Any given year, I probably refer to at least six different places as “home,” including any place where I’ll be sleeping for a night. My truest sense of the word applies to Hawaii though. Being born and raised there greatly impacted my becoming the woman I am today.
I’ve lived in DC for almost seven years now. I can’t believe how quickly that number has increased. I also can’t believe just how much living somewhere can truly impact you. Each visit back to Hawaii revealed my progression into becoming more and more “DC.” Returning to Hawaii, I would notice the differences between island life and city life, Hawaii and the mainland.
My most recent trip had me thinking about heritage—how where we come from truly molds us in many ways into the people we are. Yet, it doesn’t define us. I find myself continually bridging the gap between where I came from and where I am now, with some of the impact of my original home, my history that I cannot—and would not ever want to—shake.
History has never been my subject. My grades and anyone who has played trivia games can testify to that. My memory is sporadic or even spastic perhaps—recalling random events in vivid clarity and others not at all. And sequencing the memories? Forget about it.
One thing I hadn’t realized I was forgetting the full impact of was my heritage. Assimilating into my current environment and atmosphere consumed me so much that it took a two-week trip back home to really make me see how my home, while changing in many ways (heck, we have Walmart AND Target there now, amidst many other chains and changes) still has a heritage, history and culture that permeates your very being.
Seeing where I come from, the lifestyle of Hawaii, the clear contrasts to the environment in which I currently live, makes me want to bring more people to Hawaii with me to see where I come from and how different my life was. And explain those remnants that they still see in me, for I am still that island girl on many levels. Being born and raised in Hawaii greatly affected the way I see and interact with the world.
It’s gotten harder for me to imagine moving back home, but it’s even harder for me to imagine not considering Hawaii home.
I finally added Hawaii pictures to my gallery and will continue to add to it from pictures I've shot over the years.