For starters, Hawaii is the most beautiful state I have ever seen in person. Brandon called it paradise and the word seemed utterly fitting. Everywhere we looked we saw God and everywhere we looked we saw Eden. The peace of the clear waters, the expanse of the Pacific, and the belittling of the volcanic mountains, made us feel small and yet point to him who is great.
It is clear that a husband and a wife, particularly my husband and I, have an abundance of love for one another. Being childless, we made time for extra kisses and holding hands, long staring contests and smiles that stretched for miles. Our conversations were slow and not rushed, we talked of dreams and the family we've built.
On our flight to the island, I quoted myself saying, "And without them, my children, I feel wasteful. My arms feel empty and I sit, with so much to give." While mothers in rows ahead sat with babies or busy toddlers, I enjoyed my rest, but it felt almost selfish. I will try to remember this when my house seems crazy or when timeouts pile in like raindrops.
I am a mom, and although it is a blessing to steal away with my husband, my heart also lies in the hands of a 2 and 4 year old, waiting for us at the airport.
I am so thankful that paradise island is not our all. I am so thankful that friends and family are checking in and waiting for our arrival. I am so thankful for a warm house and footy pajamas that will run swift on the hardwood floors.
It remains blurry, when the next time we will cross the great pacific expanse, but this remains clear. God created Eden for supply and beauty, but that alone didn't relinquish his desire for relationship. He crafted husband and wife and from that covenant, he multiplied the earth. Love grew and grew.
Majalo Hawaii! You have taught me much. 
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