Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Every Color, Every Emotion


This is what I had for breakfast.

And this is where we went snorkeling.


And I did not want to come back to dry land, not at all and we have one and a half days left before we have to pack and leave and there have been tears. 

Yesterday we snorkeled and went to town for a little shopping for grandchildren and walked and walked and walked and last night we drove back to town for supper and walked and walked and then we slept for about ten hours and I want to do it all again. ALL. 

Or I could just sit by the water with my book and be in bliss. 

I really don't have words for how much I love this island, how much I have loved these days here. 

I think tonight we might stand in line for the corn and that and a fancy daiquiri could be dinner. 

The guy in the room next door to us just winked at me. He does this. I do not know why. He reminds me of my husband, this guy. I wonder if my husband winks at his wife. 

I also wonder what we are going to eat for lunch. 

I wonder how in the world I am going to deal with real life.

5 comments:

  1. This is real life. All of it is real. Enjoy, enjoy. And then let your memories keep you warm until the next time. I love you.

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  2. You paint such pretty pictures of your love land. I am going to be asking you questions for a possible trip for my sister and me for next year. Enjoy every second of what you have left.

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  3. Have you ever just thought about selling both houses and moving there or would that be too far from the babies?

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  4. I am just so far behind reading blogs and just got caught up on yours now. I am so glad you had such a beautiful time. It is always sad going home. But at home there are your babies and their babies and a Maurice and chickens. And your own bed. And your own toilet. And most of all, your husband beside you. Whenever I used to go on holidays with my husband, when we were not married and living in two separate homes I would miss him and feel so sad. Now we come home and I feel sad but my husband is there. It's so...comforting.

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  5. When it comes down to it, you are so fortunate that you live so close to your paradise! You could go there every year if you wanted to. Or, as E mentions, maybe you should think about it as a retirement possibility? Is that insane?

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