It’s hard to explain the feeling. The minute the plane touched down and the door opened and the Island air rushed in, I knew I was back in my place of “home.”
Maui is a place of “home” for this soul. Maybe it’s because my soul mate’s resting place is here and the memories of such special days and nights are piled high in my mind…this where his ashes were scattered and was set free of pain and worry from his cancer. This island holds my heart in its arms.
My first stop was the beach where my toes felt the warm sand and the sun smiled a Maui welcome. I looked out over the gentle Pacific, and whispered an “aloha” to Leroy and exhaled.
Really exhaled.
Puu honua…a place of safety. No’o No’o…reflection.
Back on “my” island…”our” island….I feel the embrace.
October 24, 2012 @ 9:22 pm
Mendy..I am so sorry for your loss. I lost my husband three years ago and and I can just now say those words out loud. Take your time and make your own timetable with your grief. Don’t worry about where others think you should be in your grief. Come to this place for support, to ask for guidance or just to rant if you need to. Many of us have been where you are. God bless.
October 24, 2012 @ 6:53 am
My husband died two weeks ago today from pancreatic cancer. I can’t feel anything other than profound sadness. I hope one day I will be able to feel that embrace when I think of him, but right now I just can’t.
October 24, 2012 @ 6:52 am
Embrace every minute of it Laurie. Wonderful warm memories………the one thing that cancer cannot ever take away……….still lifting