Love...
I was able to spend some precious time with my beautiful sister Nalani. When I arrived at the hospice in Hilo, she was barely recognizable. So gaunt, weakened, and listless as cancer ravages her body. Her eyes were slow to meet mine as I sat on a bed next to her. As recognition set in, she grasped my hands. Tears streamed down her face and I burst forth in tears and sobbed. I never felt so helpless in my Life. It was only in her beautiful green eyes that I could understand all we needed to say without words. She was still in there. Her beautiful Spirit encased in a deteriorating dying body. So much loneliness and suffering in her Life. All I could do was kiss her, hold her, whisper in her ear, and promise her I would shine the brightest Light I could emanate, with all of my Love, to help Light her way Home...
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But from what some of the Facebook people said, Manoa sucked royal, all the houses were closed up and dark. People were pretty tight and unfriendly, hiding. Most of the FB people bailed on Manoa and such places and instead went to the Hawaiian areas -- Papakolea was supposed to be one big rockin' block party! Try it next year...of course they will still think the ipu would be a sign of a kumu hula!