I spent the first 22 years of my life in the Midwest, so I’m not sure that these last four years in Okinawa and Hawaii qualifies me as a Pacific Islander, but I eat sushi more easily with chopsticks than with a fork, we go paddle boarding on the weekends, and my toddler’s favorite dinner is poke. So we must be on our way.
We do chaos here, with two boys under three, and a husband in the military. We have hard days. Most of them are hard, in fact. Sometimes there is beauty beyond the hard, and sometimes there isn’t. Both are OK places to be.
I hope my places and people can speak to you in your different worlds, wherever that may be.