I'm getting so excited about going to Maui. I always say this but I've become dependant on an annual trip to Hawaii for my soul's sake. I'd go three or four times a year if I could. Unfortunately though I can't seem to get it together financially to go even one time a year without my Mother's taking us. I'm just really happy to be going to any island for any length of time. Although Maui feels like home to me. I'm sad that we're staying in Wailea instead of Kapalua or somewhere near Napili or Lahaina. From Lahaina on up everything feels like home to me.
I spoke with an older woman who owns four condos in the complex where we'll be staying and I was telling her that I want to move to Hawaii one day and she said, "No, you don't want to do that. The Hawaiians don't like non-natives. They're nice to the tourists but if you move here, they'll be mean to you." I can't believe that. I mean I feel Hawaiian in my soul. I empathize deeply with their political and social history -- with their struggles. I respect their land and their culture. I believe in their customs. I try to learn a little bit of Hawaiian every time I go and I believe in their ghost stories and legends. I am respectful of their spirituality and the beauty of their homeland. I am loving to everyone I meet. I can't imagine that anyone would hate me for being descended from Europeans. I didn't have anything to do with the missionaries or the sugar cane industry. I think it's a tragedy what happened to the Hawaiian people. I have ever Brother Iz album that was ever released and I own a Kamaka uke and am learning to play it. I can't thing of nothing on earth that I would rather be doing than to be swimming naked at Little Beach, or scuba diving without touching or taking anything, anywhere in Hawaii.
Well, my Scott-man is here so I have to get going. I don't have a Daddy to celebrate Father's day with so it's always a little sad for me. My dad died a few years ago and my birth mother won't tell me who my birth father is so I'm dad-free. My son Beau's father is off fencing somewhere, that's how much he cares about Father's day. I was going to visit my dad's grave but then I decided that if he had a say in it he would rather I do something nice for my Mom so I went over there and played cards with her, Spite and Malice.
I hope you all had a wonderful Father's day.