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aloha 'oe hawaii!

I never thought this day would come. Never in million years.
Ha You thought I was going to say "I'm going to miss Hawaii" didn't you?
I never thought I'd get off this beautiful piece of land.
Yes, I will admit there are a few things I will miss, but Hawaii as a whole.. maybe someday..
I think I figured out over the 14 months we've been here, that I'm not the sand in my everywhere, "what's your's is mine" type a girl.
What will I miss?
-Being able to fit in because I look so brown
-That most people here will lend you just about anything any time
-Real palm trees (I'm use to the Vegas ones)
-Picking fruit from just about every plant we can find
-Driving up the North Shore and singing Jack Johnson as loud as we can
-Being called Auntie by the most beautiful children
-The ohana I have here
-Being hit in the back by sea turtles
-Getting stung, bitten, and hissed at by creepy creatures
-The crystal clear water
-Watching Chris spend time with the other love of his life.. surfing
-Snorkelling with all sorts of marine life
-Receiving packages from lovely mothers and family
-Being a part of such a diverse ward and community
-The chickens haha
-Teaching our Primary class
-Summer nights
-Having a bbq every night in the summer
-Watching the 4th of July fireworks out in the dark ocean on a surfboard
-Being within two minutes of the Temple

Farewell Hawaii. You will be missed (by Chris) haha
Just kidding.. I might end up missing you too. 


  1. this is one of my favorite posts of yours. it was fun. :) thanks for sharing.

  2. Oh man, that was like going down memory road, even for me! I think you will miss it, someday, so I'm glad you took tons of pictures. They will bring a smile to your face in the years to come. I love you!

  3. Some people are just not meant for simple beauty of the laid back island life. I feel physical pain when I hear how you hate it:)I am so sad that your time in Hawaii was so miserable. Maybe you'll find that you love the freezing cold snow instead. Here's to your next adventure!

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