Sometimes you just have to run away or hide under the covers until it is safe to come out again. It has been a crazy few months, well, close to five years with mama and an unexpected six months with the other mother. Big Guy and I ran way to Tahiti. Yes, I know it is a tough life if we can run away to the South Pacific. Cousin/Sister Geri and her husband asked us to go last year, after much deliberation, (not getting younger, what if one of us gets sick, its going to cost money, and more what ifs), we said yes.
The colour of the South Pacific Ocean is a thing to behold. It is so beautiful. The Pacific Ocean is very grey here on the coastland. In Tahiti, it is so clear, or turquoise or blue, blue. We stayed on a black sand beach until the cruise of the islands. We were so blessed to be able to rest. Really rest. So rested, we got sick the more we relaxed and let our guards down.
Then the earthquake and the tsunami happened and I was ready to walk on water to get home. The devastation was horrific and the reports of possible damage on the west coast, well, I wanted to go home now. The last news report before going to bed, included possible tsunami damage to New Zealand. It was a very restless night. “They” say being in deep water would be the best place ride it out. Right.
So glad to be safe and home even though there was a stack of work waiting. The other mother had a hip replacement and is recovering well. Mama knew me when I saw her. She remembered all my news as well as remembering she was a great-grandmother to Addison, born before we left. I think she was very happy to have me home. We had a little love fest. So very glad to be home. No more big holidays. Little road trips, close to home. A weekend in Seattle or Victoria or anywhere along the west coastland will be just fine.
I am almost caught up with everything and everyone. And, it’s spring!
Stay safe, warm and very much-loved.