At long, long last, I am finally returning home. It has been 6 years now since I have been back, and even then it was only for a week, and family was hard to find as my Great Grandmother had just died. That was February 2003. It will, honestly, be close to 7 years now. I dream about Kauai. I gaze at pictures of Na Pali and Hanalei Bay. My homesickness, for the last 3, almost 4 years since my divorce (and the aftermath), is the only thing that has made me cry.
If you're someone I see on a semi-regular basis, and would like me to bring back a shiny for you, ask.
No rocks. Shells, ok.
No. Rocks. I'm going home!!!