This is our new normal. Temporarily.
Our days are drawn out on the Honolulu beaches, sandwiched between sand and sun, and layered with salt water.
This has been a soul-searching experience to say the least. I feel like my eyes are back, the same eyes that I had in Alaska. I see in color again --bright vibrant colors, rainbows to be exact. I feel free and light and butterflies constantly flap around in my belly. I’ve crawled out of a Plexiglas box that I somehow put myself in when we received military orders to Oklahoma. I no longer feel confined, and that in itself is an extraordinary feeling.
We’re so incredibly blessed. I’m blessed to be in paradise, blessed to be around family, blessed to curl up with my sunkissed babies at night, and blessed to be able to talk overseas -on a daily basis- with my husband.
This is paradise… well, as close to paradise as one can mentally get during a deployment. And I realize that all of this will end and we will return to the Midwest where there are no palm trees or salt water or lush tropical foliage, but when that day comes, we’ll be one day closer to ending our seventh deployment and one day closer to being reunited as a whole family. See, even in paradise, I can’t go a day or even a moment without having this deployment on my mind and longing for my husband to be here with us. But, we’re staying positive and motivated to keep keeping on, until the end.
Until that day comes, we’ll basque in the moment and enjoy our slice of the island on the sea.
“It is only in adventure that some people succeed in knowing themselves - in finding themselves.” Andre Gide
Kipona Aloha (Deep love),