This will probably sound
silly and it's okay if you don't want to read it. I just.. I want to share it you guys..
So today at work we hosted
Spring Fling (like we do every year) and the theme was Luau. I have been stoked
all year for this! For those who don't know - I lived there for many years.
Went to High School there even. You know teen years are very formative and stay
with us, good or bad. And Hawaii was both of those things. But I digress.
At the luau we had
Polynesian dancers. Per typical Luau fashion they had people come up to learn
how to do some dances. My daughter went.
And I watched her dance up
there and she looked so beautiful. I was overcome with emotion. She was moving
her hips, her feet, her graceful fingers.. and I suddenly lost sight of the
world around me and why I was there..
I could only see her there,
doing the hula, and I got lost in that life. That we lived there. That she did
this kind of thing with her friends after school or weekends.. that she played
volleyball in the sand... that she laughed under the Hawaiian sun and felt the
winds blowing through her hair. And that we went to the swap meet on the
weekends. And we spent Christmas break island hopping. That I could take her to
Pali lookout and Waimea Falls. ...
And for a moment I thought
that was our life.. and I wept with joy. Actual tears. Of joy.
When I came back to myself
I realized that even though we don't live there and she doesn't have those
hobbies and I can't go to the Pali Lookout, life is still good.
But it was so real to me.
That moment was so real. I think.. well maybe I experienced an AU? Ya
Sorry, maybe I'm being too
weird - but that's what happened and I wanted to share it with all of