I may have written before that I have four step kids by way of my (fertile) husband. They did not leave island on the best of circumstances. It was their choice to reunite with their dad because they were left to fend for themselves. I gladly wanted to open their eyes to anything beyond what was familiar to them: leave all the bad behind and start fresh. Often they will remark they have no intentions of returning home. I remind them that wanting to return to Guam one day is always going to be a part of their DNA, regardless of their memories. I am relieved they have been spared. They are now living the off-island American dream,
mimi from guam
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*off-island* refers to the state of being away from the island of guam. you can now follow my spin-off food blog, off-is land influence food refelections
from my lush homeland to the city by the bay and into the far reaches of the suburbs, i've made my home twice. it was fun in my 20's and even better in my 30's. documenting it all makes me feel important (to myself). here you'll find my multi-tasking adventures with food and the fashionable, my love affair with my dvr, an occasional moment of profound thought, a lot of useless yet laughable ranting, and lately stuff about my life in constant re-arrangement. i'm only fab-ulous because it's in my name.
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