A Place Where Time Stands Still

Oahu truly is incredible.  I asked my sister what it was like to live in such a beautiful place. She said it feels very much like time stands still here where the season never changes to mark the passing of time.

After my little sister moved to Hawaii, I felt sure I would never see her again. I am so glad I was wrong.

I did see her again, but not for the next 20 years.

She was always my best friend growing up. One of the few people I ever felt truly comfortable being myself around. When I was sad, she made me laugh. When I was feeling cynical, depressed, or reclusive she would just sit with me. No judgement, no expectation.

After 20 years apart, it was an emotional reunion. I have never been very comfortable around a lot of emotions, and even less comfortable when I was so engulfed. For the first three days of our visit, I cried every morning when I saw her.

That was three years ago this May. Round trip plane ticket already purchased, and I am counting down the days till I get to see her again.

88 days and counting ❤

 

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Why are you laughing at me ? Awkward

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An awkward introduction is completely appropriate, and anything less would be disingenuous, so here we are… Hello.

I am an artist, a writer, a theorist, a poet, a musician, a story-teller, an analyst, a strategist, a researcher and an awkward introvert. I am someone who can and has killed  casual conversation simply by honestly sharing thoughts on the topic.  I am someone who experiences social anxiety whenever I  have to make small talk or in situations where people display emotions.  Don’t get me wrong! I love people, I just am not one to display my feelings.

Like the time my husbands mother reached out to give me a hug before we were all to head our separate ways and in a moment of panic, I extended my arm toward her and touched the very end of my index finger to hers. It was so awkward neither of us knew what to say…. or when one night as my husband and I lay in bed, partially asleep  he said, “can we cuddle?”,  I slid my leg over in the bed until it was touching his leg and said, “there, we are cuddling”.  Thankfully, I love to laugh and I have a good sense of humor!

So, what am I doing here? I want to share my ideas.  Where will this go? I have no idea….

 

perhaps ,somewhere in this vast world there are a few kindred’s