I’m so resistant to blogging. Everything is happening so fast and we’ve been so blessed in this last week. The hospitality Ken and I have received on this island is so profound that it’s hard to process while we’re going through it. The house is a mess, most of our belongings are making their way back to NY, and the next few days are our last on this adventure.
I know when I’m back in NY I’ll catch a scent or see a flower that will bring me back here and I’ll long to be back. It wasn’t easy at first, but these days I can feel how much Hawai’i has changed me. I don’t think I’ve been this happy in years.
This place is made up of so much more than the rest of the world knows. More than I can know. It will always have a place in who I am. And I feel incredibly blessed by that. I only wish I could have written more here.