...means until we meet again in Hawaiian. Jeff insisted on surfing another two hours this afternoon in Waikiki Beach since it's our last full day on the island. I think our skin color resembles light toast from the sun. I was mesmerized by the water...I could've sat on the shore all night.
This afternoon we enjoyed Dim Sum with Mitch's wonderful family. His sister, Shari, is so much fun and built a gorgeous home with the nicest kitchen I've ever seen. She moved all her dining room and living room furniture out on the porch where they enjoy a view of the ocean and sunset. It's a perfect party house! It was nice to connect with family.
Here's our final picture of a sunset. I cried on the beach this evening when I realized it was the last sunset I'd see in Hawaii this year. I love my family, I love the beauty of the islands, and I love the multi-cultural food and atmosphere...it's always hard to return to Peoria where a six-month winter awaits. It's been unbelievably nice to enjoy maid service (thanks Mom!), meals made every night (thanks, Mitch!) and free transportation (thanks, Grandpa!). My mom washed and folded our laundry every day, made our bed, gave us lunch money, bought us clothes...It was nice to be treated like a princess for once since I feel like I do a lot at home! I did not lift a finger. Now I know why my brother won't leave the nest. He has it too good.
Oh, well. My husband promises we will move here for good once his kids are grown. When Max turns 18, I will throw him the biggest birthday party of his life! Of course Jeff and I need to save like mad to move here. The average home in Manoa is over a million dollars! We'll be lucky to live in the projects!
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