Good bye Hawaii
I've been a bit uncertain what to write and blog about after coming home from Hawaii a week ago. It's not that there's not lots to tell, there is, but I think it's more what the visit was about that makes me feel unsure. Because it was about saying good bye, and that is never easy. Welcoming something new is always more fun. Starting a new book instead of finishing the old one. Buying new clothes instead of cleaning the closet and getting rid of the old. New things speak of hope and joy. Finishing speaks of.... grief? Sadness? Loss? Bittersweet memories? Because you can never go back to that exact time to make it new again. You'll never have a second chance at making the first impression and those first choices, and you have to accept, or try to accept what happened, the good and the bad, close the door and move on. Something inside us wants to stay and not move on at times, I think. I wanted to keep the apartment in Hawaii partly because I didn't want to cl...