Walking in Someone Else’s Shoes
As I sit on this sandy Hawaiian beach, I smell the ocean salts, a smell that I love more than anything. As I soak in the sun and watch my brown skin get darker, I realize I have something that not all people can experience. As my Lucky Brand skirt bikini top strings blow in the breeze from the waves, I wonder, do we take everything that we have for granted? Do we not realize the things that seem little to us, can be the world to somebody else? Today I realized what I want to do with my life.
I am the only person in my immediate family that has graduated college. My father and my mother both were heirs to a fortune and were always set for life. I was lucky enough to be able to experience the life of a privileged person. My sister Miranda is only 24 years old and has been to all seven continents. My brother Gabriel is 27 and has never worked a day in his life. Though this seems like the life we all want to live, it is not always what you think. Miranda has never had a successful relationship or made any permanent friends since she travels so much, and Gabriel does not understand the lives of many people or the effort it takes to get something on your own. Spoiled you may say describes the lives of my siblings, but you can see through my dark brown eyes that I never want to become what they have.
The day before my graduation at Hawaii State University, I am 22 years old. I am surrounded by the scenery that always puts a smile on my face and the people that keep the smile growing. I take my usual walk along the beach with my dog Kiwi, sometimes my best friend Malea joins, and we go for a quick swim in the shallow crystal waters. My long dark hair never seems to get in my way. Then I always walk up to the little shack that sells jewelry to tourists, and I donate my homemade shell necklaces and pearl bracelets to the shopkeeper. He always tries to give me money for the commission it makes him but I never take it. On my...