My mom never asks for anything.
So when, a few years ago, she told us she wished to celebrate her 65th birthday in Hawaii this year with the whole family, we did what we could to make it happen.
All but one of my sisters made it. But we got there, the other seven of us and two babies too. Somehow we managed to coordinate this all. And though those five days in Oahu went by quickly, the memories, well, we’ll have those forever.
Like the rainfall on our first hike (and our yelps as we scrambled to find shelter under trees), our home in the North Shore, the shave ice stop, the babies squealing in the water, our snorkeling adventure, the meals we shared, the walks along Oahu’s beaches with those golden beads of earth under our feet, and the laughs. All those laughs.