Actually, I really love my life

I realize this as I leave Hawaii for a 10 day vacation to The Philippines. Luckily, I recognize the best of both worlds. My struggle to survive in Hawaii becomes an opportunity to build the character I aim to be.

I think this because many things are provided for me in The Ph. If I need/want something, there’s always a person to ask, or someone to do it for me. I love the convenience of having everyone knowledgable around me, but I crave the fulfillment of accomplishing simple tasks. Tasks like cleaning the house, washing laundry, washing my car, grocery shopping, or understanding parts of life or my business while scraping or scavenging for the right answers.

Unlike when I’m in The Ph, answers are around me. It’s almost like I don’t have to lift a finger.

In Hawaii, most of what I have, I work hard for. Knowing certain things, I have to read. I have to start from scratch, just finding the right people or building the right connections.

I think I have been thriving in a place that was foreign to me 4 years ago is because I ask questions. A whole lot of it. I wouldn’t stop till I don’t get it. When I find my answers, & understand the process, I know I can do it again. I can feel uncertain, just keep asking, keep moving forward, and continuously stay fulfilled knowing that I did that process on my own.

I often get asked by family “Hawaii, isn’t it expensive to live there?”. I never sugarcoat. Heck yea, I say yes. I work my way around the life I chose. 2 businesses and a part time job is getting me by. Our lifestyles are different, so I can’t truly say that it is for everybody. But despite the everyday struggles, I can say I love my life. I know I fought very hard to live my dream. I know that if I fall, I can always get back up because I know the “how’s” of starting from the bottom.

Despite all struggles or any whining I do, let’s keep it all clear. I still very much, actually really love my life.