I signed up for the September blogging special e-class so for the entire month I will be given blog prompts and challenges. I think it sounds like a good way to keep me out of a blogging bore and change things up once in awhile. I already missed the first one so you can see I’m off to a great start.
Today is day two and what I like about my hometown was the assignment today which got me to thinking. Is this to mean the town you currently call home or the town where you grew up that you will always call home? I guess to some people they are one and the same. For me the distance between the two is about 4700miles and now I am feeling home sick. I can’t jump in my car and take a quick road trip home and hang out with old friends, I can’t just call home without double checking to make sure the six hour time difference won’t be interrupting anyone’s daily ritual, and I can’t go to old hangouts and feel nostalgic. I was a military brat so I spent a good portion of my younger years in Korea on an Army base but I moved to Hawaii during my formidable years so that is where I call "home".
I miss the beaches with their crystal clear waters and debris free sandy shores. I miss the elevation of the mountains and being engulfed in greenery during afternoon hikes. Weekend strolls through farmers markets year round and inhaling the freshest most exotic fruits were always a good time. And I miss the food, oh the food… nothing can compare.
When most people hear Hawaii they think tropical island paradise. To me it is my heart, my home, my family, I find comfort there.