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Daniel, Year Who Knows?
The years are adding up, my love. The days run together like my sentences; no breath or pause between the todays, tomorrows and yesterdays. We’ve watched each other grow up. How cool is that? What would 18 year old Daniel have said if he knew what time would reveal? We’ve learned on each other. Your… Read more
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Replete with rambles.
One of the hardest things I have ever experienced as a Christian is reconciling what it is I want to do, with what it is I know I should do. Read more
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Flown, Not Grown
As a native born Hawaiian who is 7 years into my pilgrimage to the continental United States, my ethnic background is often reduced to stereotypical and characterized Hawaiiana. Read more
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Not that resolute.
This New Year was not that resolute. It was something softer than that. Cozy even. Daniel and I spent the last hours of 2023 with dear friends listening to early 2000’s hip hop, playing board games, and praying we didn’t collectively fall asleep during Mario Party. It was a mish mash of good people doing… Read more
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No one told me I was average.
No one told me I was average. Not once. I grew up under the shadow of Great Potential. (The less obvious, more pathetic follow up to Great Expectations) I was 4 years old when I tested into private boarding school. “One of 10 out of 10,000” my mom used to say. I was speaking in… Read more
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