Many who have grown up on the mainland are surprised by the fact that I chose to move to Salem, Oregon from Honolulu, Hawaii. Although it may seem like a strange desire for a woman in her mid twenties to move from an island paradise in the middle of the Pacific Ocean to the foul-weather of the Pacific Northwest, it was a decision that has left me exhilarated.
While I realize I am very fortunate to have grown up in Hawaii, I was restless and yearned to get out and see more of the world. I had traveled a fair amount before the move but I had never lived anywhere besides Oahu. The things that were part of my everyday life: sunshine, beaches, surf, were all amazing, but I wanted to experience something new.
(there are NO squirrels in Hawaii!)
The ocean is now an hour away. The sun allegedly stays behind the clouds 300 days out of the year. Why would someone wish to move from perpetual sunshine to the driving rain? Confronting the hardships of life now drives me more than ever. Choosing to get off the beach and get back in the classroom may sound like a difficult choice to make. But now it is the promise of the future that I hold in my dreams that drives me into the proverbial storm. I have lounged in the sun; and it was good. But it leaves a person feeling lethargic and makes goals seem like they can wait until tomorrow. I say “set sail from comforts of the harbor, ride the billows of uncertainty and fear, and never return, until the sunset you have been sailing towards your entire life, forever rests within your own heart, eternally”.
My first Fall at WOU
Seeing snow fall for the first time
By Tia Jay