James surprised me a couple weeks ago with some WONDERFUL news. I haven't shared it too much because I don't want to jinx it at all, but I can't keep it in any longer.... We are planning on going to Hawaii in December. I have felt like a little kid going to Disneyland for the first time. I can't wait for December. About 4 years ago, James told me "give me 2 years and I will take you to Hawaii". In that time, we moved to Clovis, our living expenses almost tripled and we decided that I would not work. So 2 years soon turned into someday.
My mom has told me, ever since we moved from there, she could tell I have been incredibly home sick. I have a little box with my Hawaiian keepsakes; shell leis, candy leis (they are made of hard candy), star fish and conk shells we found on the beach, books in Hawaiian, and my Kala'au (hula sticks) from my lessons in school. I enjoy looking in this box when I go to Indiana to visit my family, but it always makes me miss Hawaii.
Even though I was only 9 when we moved, I still knew how great of a place it was. I loved going to school everyday and learning Hawaiian words along with English, learning hula dances, and learning more about the culture. I wish I could remember some of the dances or how to speak Hawaiian. I loved playing outside, climbing trees, riding my bike, and rolling down the hill in our backyard. Looking back it seemed like the perfect childhood. I have so many wonderful memories.
I hope we have the opportunity to see my old home and ward when we are there and many of the other places I remember. There are a few family friends that still live there that I am sure will invite us over for an authentic Hawaiian meal.... YUMMY!!