Simple

I have two friends in town from Vancouver for ten days, which means I get to pretend like I’m on vacation too. (That never gets old.)  I took them on a tour of the southeast side of the island yesterday, from Diamondhead to Waimanalo. As we played on the beach, one of my friends commented that I’m like a happy little kid.  I absolutely love having my good friends here with me, so I guess it makes me, well, like a happy little kid. Let’s face it, life is that much better on the beach with a good friend in tow. But I also think that’s what Hawaii does to you and I think that’s why I love it so much. People are not consumed with the material things here; they are consumed with a sunset, a wave, a dance, a laugh, a moment. The simple things in life are the most beautiful. Hawaii is good for the soul, and it has definitely been good for mine.