As I sit here in my brother's hot and humid living room in Maui, with the hum of rotating fans in the background and pidgin English being spoken by family and friends, the feeling of "home" sweeps over me. Bittersweet comfort and a longing to stay pull at my heart strings and leave a lump in my throat. I can't remember the last time I felt this way about home (Hawaii)... Utah has grown on me in the past 7 years that I've lived there. But this trip back brought up a lot of stuff for me and I'm seriously contemplating how to fit Hawaii back into the picture. Hmmm... I have a mortgage to pay and I'm pretty poor. *sigh*... maybe if I click my ruby heels together three times good ol' fairy godmother will poof some magic action into my life?
2 comments:
I like this post. Very well written. I send hope your way of fitting Hawaii in the picture!
Thanks, Nicolette! Here's hoping.
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