Full circle.

My fifth great-grandchild, Malachi, arrived this summer as the firstborn to parents who are over-the-moon in love with him.

Over 20 years ago, his mama, Kaya — my granddaughter — started her life as the first child of my daughter and her hubby, who was finishing up at Maine Maritime Academy in Castine.

Upon graduation, they started their military lives that bounced around the country, including Alaska and Nova Scotia. The first 10 years were in the Navy, as her dad flew the P3, including a deployment in Nova Scotia, on loan as flight instructor in their Orions, Canada’s version of the P3.

Navy deployments found Kaya and two younger sisters living from Florida to Texas to Brunswick Naval Air, to Nova Scotia and back to Texas. Then dad left the Navy to fly the C-130 for the Coast Guard.

That resulted in a deployment based out of Clearwater, Florida, with their growing girls in middle school — and cheerleading, dance teams, plays, and Kaya’s first crush, Ridge. They lived off base and bought a house with a virtual wildlife refuge in their back yard.

The girls made friends in each new place but moving every three years or so is not easy for anyone. But they always adapted with a smile.

Then came time for another deployment. There were two choices: Hawaii and Kodiak Island, Alaska.

With three girls going into high school, I sent up prayers for Kodiak. High school has a major impact on young people at that age. Hawaii seems more of a tinsel, make-believe world.

For those same reasons, My daughter and hubby chose Kodiak. And they got to finish their remaining five years of the military there. That gave the girls a fantastic world of salmon fishing, camping, shooting (Kaya got her first rabbits there), flying, four-wheeling, and bonfires under the midnight sun.

At school, there were the dance teams, volleyball, and the school balls where they changed their regular wear of flannel shirts, dungarees, and often waders, for girly-girl gorgeous gowns and hairdos. Activities with friends were outdoor fun on the beaches, hikes and campouts in the forests.

And always, the first thing you learn in Kodiak is to keep a sharp eye out for bear. The Kodiak bear looks like a “Teddy Bear” (like the original stuffed Teddy Bear introduced in honor of Teddy Roosevelt), but a very big Teddy Bear. They go anywhere they want, including into town or jumping into your fishing hole from around a bend. “Hey, Bear. Yo, Bear” was the mantra you sang to hopefully avoid to close an encounter.

Leaving the military, they moved back home to Maine. My daughter graduated from Belfast and her husband is from Bailey Island and Kaya was born in Belfast. They bought a house just 25 minutes from mine and Kaya got a job at Rollie’s.

She didn’t date much over the years, nor did she here. Her heart was still with her first crush, Ridge, from all those years ago. They had kept in touch and then he came up to visit. The rest is history.

And Kaya is back in the military, this time as a military spouse of a Marine. And now they have their firstborn, Malachi.

He is adorable, of course, and is loved every moment of every day and night by his adoring Mama and daddy.

Welcome to our world, little Malachi.

Marion Tucker-Honeycutt, an award-winning columnist, is a Maine native and a graduate of Belfast schools, now living in Morrill. Her columns appear in this paper every other week.