It is a blustery Sunday morning in Maui. I worked hard all week so that I could have a day off and clean house, take down Christmas stuff and get out into the garden. I don’t enjoy gardening in the rain so unless something changes that won’t happen today.
We awoke to lightening, thunder and Tropical Storm Truffle. As with many animals, she is afraid of thunderstorms. Unlike most, that means that instead of hiding under the bed like Mooshie, she darts around the house hiding under everything. She has reorganized the sticky notes on my big newsprint sheets from my meeting yesterday by diving into them as they are rolled up!
The other night I took all the ornaments off the tree as Peter made dinner. I figured that I’d get the lights and take the tree down in the light of day. I remember staring at the tree and thinking that the simplicity of a tree with just lights was peaceful.
But the morning came. As I came out to make coffee the day was just becoming “kakahiaka” – time of morning sun. And there it was. One left behind. I swear I checked the tree 14 times the night before. It wasn’t hidden. It was smack dab in the middle of the tree, front and center. The lone ornament. Reminding me that the holidays were over. 2008 is over.
The light of each new day brings hope. New beginnings. Playful kittens bonking you in the face. Life is good…and we can still enjoy the memories left behind.