Sunday, February 04, 2007
Dreams to Remember
This is a picture of a Hawaiian grotto. I'm not sure which one-the place is covered with them. Somewhere around 23 years ago, Roger and I trampled trough vines and undergrowth trying to get to a place just like this-we were on our honeymoon in Hawaii.
Memories fade and rearrange themselves in little packages in our minds but this one stays fresh for me. Most of the pictures we took did not age well. It was a time when putting your film through those electronic checkpoints did something funny to the film. Had wwe known we would have developed it in Hawaii. As it is-many or most of the pictures are a little pale and misty looking. We'll have to go back and take them again. At least that's what we always say.
Im not sure if that trip will ever happen, and frankly, there are so many places I want to see that maybe another trip to Hawaii will wait a long time. It doesn't matter-I have the most important part right here in my head and heart. Last night at dinner, we were kidding around with James and his girlfriend, Dani about our long-ago trip. The conversation was funny and now that my son is 22 1/2 he can figure out that he was around for the trip. I'm a fortunate woman. With great memories. My life has been a trip. Great things come to those that open their eyes, minds and heart to loves possibilities. All good things come in time and with faith. Happy Anniversary Honey!
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7 comments:
How sweet! Happy Anniversary!
Wonderful memories! Happy Anniversary!
I'm not a good traveler and have not been to Hawaii even though my granddaughters live there. When they finally get the darn bridge built I might make it over.
What a lovely message. Happy anniversary. So your son did the math, eh? Funny. That may have raised eyebrows a few decades ago, but pregnancy and marriage seem to have little to do with each other today.
Thanks again for the books. xoxo
oh, how sweet! those memories will outlive any photograph i'm sure. happy anniversary!!
I still remember the day that I figured out that I had been around for my parent's honeymoon. My mom had lied about their marriage date and one day I found their marriage certificate. I was about 10 or 11.
Don't you love Hawaii? Great memories.
Wes asked me to marry him and then quickly took me on a trip to Hawaii! Maybe he was afraid I would say No and wanted to seal the deal! *wink* I worked whatever his intentions. So, I have fond memories of Hawaii too (but didn't take any extra baggage, believe me!)
Sweet memoir, Dee. You sound like a very down-to-earth gal (just my kind).
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