maui, i'm in love...

Or at least I'm in the early days of a good, long, spring through summer sort of fling.

We've been on Maui a week now. Goodness gracious, a whole week?

It seems so very like just yesterday we landed in Kahului and did the "you stay with the kids, I'll get the bags" shuffle which always elicits a sort of stare down as I insist I should get the bags whilst Charlie watches the kiddos, score one for women's lib?. It's an old drama I insist we reenact every time we are faced with traditional male/ female roles, I'm still not sure why Charlie continues to indulge me, like as if I ever had any real desire to lift our filled to maximum weight capacity bags and lay them at his feet like the fresh kill they are, recently wrangled from the belly of a fierce 767 aircraft. It ended, without incident, that beginning to our Maui adventure, as it always does, with a sort of "every man to their bags" humping it to the curb where Charlie, that sweet Charlie, insists we wait while he fetches the car. It's all so chivalrous in a silly National Lampoons sort of way. The kids and I curbside sitting on, literally our little tooshes squished-ed atop, bags and bags of all our worldly possessions.

The truth is we've never really moved before, other than down the street, and as soon as we got to the airport I realized I'd over packed. But, also, that I'd forgotten, in my haste, a few of the more critical things I'd wished I'd remembered. A toothbrush. A left side to my favorite pair of slippers. These things they happen?

But we are here. And here is good.

Already I can feel a sense of calm, of being just so thoroughly committed to living this very moment. And after a crazy sort of whirlwind move these things remain... These boys and I and Maui. A sort of troupe of performers ready for the next act. Cue the lights.

And, also, the ukuleles. Ukuleles would be good.


Be well. live sweet, n

Here's to the possibilities. To the oh so many acts, the still interludes, the fierce climaxes we'll live out a thousand splendid times before this beautifully long life is played out. To the finding just where we're meant to be. And to the being, all the while, just so wonderfully right where we are.