Well, it has happened. Plans for our move back to the mainland are under way. I knew this a few weeks ago, but I think in the back of my head there was this idea that if I didn't post about the move, it too would pass. Nope.
I have been so busy trying to figure out how to fit in all the chores required for an across-the-sea-move before our March 27 departure, that I didn't realize how incredibly bummed I am to leave this place. Like, really bummed. I was trying to fall asleep last night, visions of the 'to-do' list dancing in my head, when it occurred to me that I was SAD and I wanted to CRY. So I did. My being sad is why I have been so slow in deciding what goes in the garage for the yard sale and what will be collected into boxes for the ship ride to Utah.
Please, do not pity me. (I pity myself enough! :)) I do think that this is the best thing for our family right now. Our Bigs (the older boys) are happy to have us come back. Not having family ties at all here has been a bit challenging, which actually came as a surprise to us.
It has been really great living in the islands for so many reasons. I know I make lists often, so I will refrain, but do know that besides the marginal (at best) public education and the incredible lack of ambition that abounds here, (and the $7-per-gallon milk!) living here in Hawai'i has been one of the best ideas that we have followed through to the end! Our little family has grown closer, our older boys have grown up, our faith has deepened and we know that, together, we can get through anything.
With the time we have left here, we intend to enjoy the temperate climate, the clear blue water, the soft sand beaches and our good friends' company. I plan on giving myself a lovely good-bye luau, complete with traditional foods, under an EZ corner at the nearby beach park. I might even dance a hula and give out leis, if I so choose. Just to let you know, you are all invited!