It’s THROWBACK THURSDAY! Story time….
With the warm days approaching us, I can’t help but sit back and reminisce about being on white sandy Waikiki beach with my little family. All these memories are so much better to think about than Covid19.
The beaches, the smell, the sun, EVERYTHING about Hawaii is worth remembering. The fact the it was my first family vacation with my children makes it that much more special.
When you come from poverty and dysfunction a place like Hawaii is the furthest from your dreams. You are stuck in survival mode, how can you ever have the time to day dream about such a beautiful paradise?
Hawaii will always hold a special place in my heart. Going on our family vacation was a sign of “I made it”. I made it through the other side. I can’t even fully articulate what that means. It was a milestone in my healing.
When we first got off from the 6 hour plane ride, my daughters first impression was the smell; reminded her of pets! lol Of all the things she could have mentioned, smell was the first thing she noticed. I will admit, it had a smell that you could never forget.
My son noticed the trees. Back home in Canada it’s not everyday you come across palm trees! He LOVED them, he loved the coconuts and the long trunks. The trees were also the first thing he noticed when we landed in Anaheim, California for another vacation to Disneyland. That will be another throw back for another day!
Hawaii was the first sense of peace I have felt in a very long time. I felt like I was home, I was stress free and literally living my best life. As a matter of fact I don’t think I ever knew what peace was. I never knew what it was or felt like, until I stepped off the plane.
The bond of my children grew, it grew with each other it grew with me. That trip to Hawaii was something I needed to do, something I needed to accomplish. Not to prove anything to anyone but myself.
That trip was a celebration, a congratulations I did it! I overcame and conquered so many demons. It was a way to say that I was enough, that my family was enough. That we matter, we belong and we will continue to grow.
It has been 2 years and 6 months since we have been there, and it is all we think about. We talk about Hawaii often. We talk about it so much that we are planning on going back next year. And we hope to make this a tradition.
This is how I create beautiful memories for my children. I am sure Hawaii will be one in the books for a very long time. It truly is Heaven on Earth.
Until we meet again Hawaii…