May/Hawaii
Back in January, we booked a trip back to Hawaii for the spring. After my parents died, I couldn’t imagine going – it felt completely wrong to be going somewhere so beautiful, and trying to have fun, given all that had happened.
Q, of course, said she should go – and so did everyone else I talked to about it. It would be healing, it would be good for the four of us to be together, my parents would have wanted us to go, etc. etc. And, so, we went.
Looking back, a few months later, the reality of what happened likely hadn’t yet sunk in. But being there was quite healing, and going was absolutely the right decision. As I wrote on my Instagram:
…Now that I’m here, absorbing the breathtaking beauty and watching the palm trees bend in the wind, I’m reminded that the world is bigger than us, that there’s light among the darkness and that – someday – I will be happy again.
-M
