Where I'm From

A Continuation...

Ah, the question asked by so many strangers to one another: "Where are you from?". To think about it in relation to one's self is somewhat confusing, much like "Who am I?".

Of course, I am an American. I was born in Arizona, so I am an Arizonian. I am a Phoenecian as well, being that I hail from the City of Phoenix. But, I also lived in Washington for 12 years. So I'm a Washingtonian too. But, lets not stop there. I am a Cascadian, one who was raised with the influences of the Pacific Northwest. One whose toungue strains to say some words, but words like Tulalip or Yakima or Okanogan are second nature. Places like Pend Orille and Cour d' Alene roll off our lips as easy as the words boat or flag. We know where to get coffee (there's a starbucks about ever 500 yards in Seattle now I think). We know fish!

So, am I a Arizonian-Washingtonian? Yup. Although many people would pick a fight with me over my 'nationalities', or what I take pride in the most, these are the places that are most important to me.

I will first and foremost be a Cascadian. I'll include in that being from Washington.

I am secondly a proud Arizonian. My home state(s) mean more to me than most.

Finally, I'm an American.

Why have that last? Because pride in my region, pride in my states, is more important to me than being an American. I guess I'm just wierd.

Now, that I think about it, I've also answered more to the question of "Who Am I?".

It is life... everything is interwoven.