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My First Love: Journey Back to Oahu
Dedicated to My Mother, Linda Kelley

Submitted by Mara

I was born in Tripler Hospital, in Oahu Hawaii back in 1970. My play pen used to be under the banana trees in the backyard and I remember the sugar cane fields being harvested. Being born in paradise makes for a tough act to follow. My parents were in the military and therefore it was by good fortune that I also got to enjoy such a place.

The trouble is that it put the bar so HIGH for the rest of my life, that I found myself secretly never feeling like I was home until…..My husband and I decided to take a vacation to Hawaii. We stayed at the Holiday in across the street from the Hilton Hawaiian Village. It was so beautiful there, but we could not afford the cost of the beautiful resort. So instead we would walk across the street each day, and snorkel on the beautiful beaches of Waikiki.

From the beach I saw the Diamondhead volcano in the background and insisted that we hike to the top of it. This was followed by more snorkeling at Hanauma Bay and kayaking off of Waimai Beach. The point was that I couldn't get enough of the landscape, the animal life, the spirit of the people and the calmness inside of me.

The romance here is quite simple, but not the normal type. My mother's love for me and sharing the island life with me instilled the true spirit of aloha. Even though I lived all over the US, only coming back to Oahu felt like returning home. My love for my husband deepened more as I was so grateful to him for giving me this inner treasure.

While some people may fall in love with a person in Hawaii, I was in love with Hawaii itself. To me, having to get back on the plane meant another 30+ years before I could return? But you know what they say, "you never forget your first love".

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