We stayed in condos overlooking a cove just around the corner from Napili Bay and enjoyed this amazing view from our balcony. I loved falling asleep listening to the waves knocking against the rocks, and, a whole week later, I still miss the sounds of the water and breezes at all times of the day.
We went to a luau with the men and kids wearing these matching shirts and dresses. (Notice that I'm hidden in the back in my boring brown dress). We all felt a little silly but it was fun. Abe enthusiastically responded to the call for volunteers to learn the hula dance up on the stage, Ruby took dozens of pictures of the dancers, and Oscar was wide-eyed and keeping the beat with the drummers all evening long.
We realized (thanks to facebook) that old college friends were staying just up the road from us and so we enjoyed an hour reminiscing over a glass of wine at sunset on a gorgeous point separating Napili from Kapalua.
We have at least five pictures of Oscar wearing this hat -- is it Paul's or Grandpa's? I'm not sure, but I think it looks best on Oscar.
Oscar wasn't so excited about getting into the ocean (except for snorkeling) but he swam laps in the pool, and then cozied up in towels on the pavement afterward.
We tried surfing, and I thought I'd be really good, but I really really wasn't. Abe did well, and so did Paul's sister and my niece, and Paul too actually. Really, everyone but me seemed to get it.
We snorkeled nearly every day, exploring most of our favorite spots from years past. We swam with the turtles in the cove, and drank wine on the "grassy knoll" overlooking the cove at sunset. We boogie boarded (even backwards)...
Can you see it? He's pretty proud.
And Paul, Abe, and I read most of the Suzanne Collins Gregor the Overlander series. I'd brought lots of books about writing, a memoir or two, and one novel, but I didn't read any of those. Instead I got completely sucked into this five volume series and only finished last night. I loved diving into a wildly different world, and then discussing plot and character development with Abe. He says, by the way, that the Hunger Games trilogy is better, so that's what I'll read next.
I found, though, that despite the glorious setting and fun adventures, that I couldn't escape my anxiety in Hawaii. The breathtaking views, warm trade winds, crashing waves and the sugary sand were all incredibly soothing to me during the day but I really struggled at night. I woke in the wee hours and could feel the panic start to fill my head. I practiced my breathing and focused on comforting images but the stomach pains and racing thoughts persisted. (Our mediation with the school district is on Wednesday and I can only assume that thoughts of that meeting were invading my calm.)
On our last afternoon, I sat on Napili beach and concentrated on the contented calm that filled me in that moment as I breathed in the swaying palms, shimmering water and billowy clouds. I promised to start making some changes to help reduce my anxiety and feel more fulfilled no matter how busy and stressful our days are sometimes. I need a daily practice. I don't know yet what that looks like, but this photo brings me hope that I can figure that out.