A year ago, today, I flew off in a Dallas sunset and spent a month living in Kailua, Hawaii. If my husband randomly told me today that we were moving there, he wouldn't hear a single complaint out of me. I miss the sounds of the beach. I miss the shades of blue in the water. I miss the scents of pineapple and flowers. I miss the birds that woke me up every morning. I miss the greetings. I miss it all.
Even if I don't get the chance to live there again, I need to go there again soon. Bucket list vacation spot. For sure.