Back to the Islands.

7 years ago.

That's the last time I wiggled my toes in the warm sands of the beach, breathed in the floral air, ran around looking for sleeping grass, stared at the Ko'olau mountain rage for hours marveling at its beauty and power, and listened to the sweet coos of doves that don't sound like any other in the states.

Tonight I'm hopping on a plane with my darling fiance and we're going to Hawaii for a much-needed 11 days of paradise. I can't wait to show him my roots, even though I'm the only one of the family born in Washington, it was my home for a month out of every summer as a little girl. I can't wait for him to see the memorials of my Grandparents because he's never met them before. I can't wait for the sunsets, the beach, family time, love, and adventure. I'm so excited it doesn't even seem real. Daniel is bringing our new GoPro camera and it is the coolest little thing. Be sure to expect a vacation post with lots of photos and videos when we get back.

Until then, adieu!