As I heard these words coming out of my mouth this past January, I felt like I was having some sort of out of body experience. I was shocked when I replied to “Where are you from?” with “We’re from Greenville”. From as far back as I can remember, I somewhat hate when someone asks me that because I never know how to answer.
Should I say “I was born in Florence, SC”?
Or is it better if I say “I was born in Florence, but grew up overseas”?
Maybe I should just say “I grew up in Ethiopia and Bolivia”?
I’m probably overthinking it and should just say “I grew up overseas” and see if they ask where?
Depending on how curious the person looks, I might go all in and say “I was born in Florence, but my parents were missionaries so I grew up in Ethiopia and Bolivia”.
Honestly, this is all too much so it’s probably better if I say “I’m from Florence” even though I don’t really feel like I’m from Florence at all, but I also don’t know where I feel like I’m from.
I’m from a lot of places. And I’m from nowhere.
So, it’s better if we just don’t cover where we are from and I really hope they don’t bring it up.
I’m not sure when this dilemma began. I moved to Ethiopia at 7-years-old and remember feeling slightly awkward a few times. I looked different and spoke different. I obviously didn’t fit in. Then I came back to the USA and was no longer home there either. I was called “The Ethiopian” by a handful of kids and my new best friend was a girl from South Africa. She felt the most safe because we both didn’t quite fit the mold.
A few years later, I moved to Bolivia and didn’t really fit in there either. Again, I looked different and spoke different. Friends called me Gringa (white girl) and Granjera (farm girl since they assumed South Carolina is just farms and hicks). My best friend was a girl from North Carolina since she felt the most like me.
When we would take a furlough and spend a few months in Florence, friends called me “The Bolivian” because I didn’t quite fit in with the American girls. To them (and myself), I was a foreigner. I couldn’t wait to get back to Bolivia. It felt better to be a foreigner in a foreign country, rather than in my home country.
Finally, when I graduated high school and moved back to South Carolina for college, I did so kicking and screaming. I didn’t want to be here and only connected with new friends who were also either foreigners or missionary kids. If anyone asked me where I was from, I would never reply “Florence”, which was only an hour away. I would reply “Bolivia” because I felt I belonged there more than I belonged here.
Since 1992, I’ve wondered how to reply to “Where are you from” and my answer changes constantly, depending on who asks, how I feel, who I’ve just caught up with, whether I’ve felt awkward or re-experienced some form of culture shock or almost said a sentence in Spanish while talking in English. It’s a constant mystery, trying to figure out where I’m from because what does that even mean?
Am I from the place I was born? The place I spent the most years? The place that was my favorite? The place I had the most connections and friendships? The place I want to say I’m from? The place I currently live?
So, in January when we were onboard the Logos Hope and someone asked “Where are you from?”, I answered “We’re from Greenville” for the first time in my entire life. I couldn’t understand myself for answering that way because I’m not from Greenville. Oh my word now I have another place to add to my list of questions I ask myself when someone wants to know my origins.
I kept replaying my answer in my head, wondering what brought me to say that and realized: Ivy. In a way that I was never rooted anywhere before, Ivy being born in Greenville has grounded me here. Although Nick is from Greenville, I never was. I couldn’t figure out where I was from. But Ivy’s birth turning us into a family gave Greenville a permanent location in my heart.
Ask me on my own, “Where are you from?”, and I’m still not sure. But ask me “Where are y’all from?”, and my answer in “Greenville, my family is my Greenville”.














