I never used to miss Hawaii. I never felt homesick for years after we left, just grateful. I hated Big Island with a passion, and swore as soon as my feet hit the mainland that I'd never go back.

I've recanted that since, because I don't think you can ever leave the islands behind completely, and I spent most of my growing-up years there. It's a lot of history to just toss.

Today, as I looked at pictures of Puna and Hilo for a project I'm working on, I realized that I was looking at pictures of home. Not my current home, not my future home, because I could never live there again, but my home, where I come from, where I will always think of when someone asks me where I'm from.

I guess I'm Hawaiian after all.

(*snerk* Gee, and I've already covered this territory. Sometimes it just slaps me in the face again.)

Dark Lover

Aug. 25th, 2005 02:31 pm
Dude, this song rocked my world when I was 16.

My world was -very- small when I was 16.

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