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I Left my Heart in Hawaii
Dedicated to my husband, Shannon
Submitted by Anonymous
Sometimes, as I am driving along the desolate highway in my new home in the North Dakota plains, I imagine that I am someplace else. It's how I keep myself sane. It is almost June here, yet many of the trees remain bare. There is an icy chill in the air that is a constant reminder of the long winter that kept us inside, feeling isolated and bored.
As I drive, the black soil that goes on for miles becomes fields of pineapple and the brown trees in the distance are lush green mountains. I look ahead and pretend to see the purest blue that one cannot tell where the ocean ends and the sky begins, and the white waves that crash against Oahu's north shore beaches.
Hawaii is the place where my husband and I met. It is the place where we fell in love the first time we danced close to the rythym of island music. It is the place where we were married and where our beautiful twins were conceived. But my story is not just about how we fell in love, it is about how we fell in love with Hawaii.
When my company offered me a transfer to the Hawaii office, I took the job. The moment I stepped off the plane, I knew I had made the right decision. The air was warm, breezy and fragrant with the scent of plumeria and tuber roses. Smiling vacationers were welcomed with leis. As I got into my rental car and headed toward my new apartment, I thought; "Wow, I am actually going to LIVE on this island most people only dream of."
My husband and I met shortly after and explored our paradise together. We hiked to waterfalls, came face to face with an endagered Monk seal, and watched in awe as lava met the ocean. We snorkeled with sea turtles, scuba dived, surfed, and spent many evenings watching the swollen red sun quickly dissappear into the horizon. Each place we explored was more beautiful than the last and the rainbows seemed to glow brighter every day. It became our home... until my husband enlisted.
As I write this, my husband is deployed again. The twins are asleep in their cribs and I can hear their faint snoring and the wind howling outside. I often dream about the life we left and wake up wondering if the babies would like the feel of sand between their toes. Would they be afraid of the ocean or laugh as the waves reached out to touch their little legs?
My place now is here on this Air Force base in North Dakota with my husband and my children. Though I am here with the loves of my life, I can't help feeling that I've left my heart in Hawaii.