Ten years ago, I moved to Hawai'i for the first time. It was a passionate and short-lived affair, as within mere months of moving here, I begrudgingly moved back to Los Angeles, where I was born and raised. But I never got Hawai'i out of my soul, and every year when we vacationed here, I'd vow that I'd move back here one day.
When I took a short-term gig in Hawaii, my friends all laughed and shook their heads, wondering when I'd actually start my life. They were right that the six-month job didn't lead to my future career, but it did lead me to Hawaii and it was in Hawaii that I learned that you don't start life, you live it.