ps- i love you

my life is turning into a list of instances where I'm leaving people or they're leaving me.  i don't like either one.

I ditched all responsibility and spent all day at Sunset beach.

Cami, Bree, Lex, and Me-
Blessed day :)

I did not know, when we began, that it was Cami's last day on the island.

The question always is, "Your last day in Hawaii, what are you going to do??"

 

-stop for Poke at the Pupukea Foodland

-walk into the little shops by the shrimp trucks, because you never have   (find really cool and really creepy things in these little stores)

-pack, bequeath food and belongings to people you love

-just sit at the beach

 -smile

-sing in the car on your way home

 -go with your good friends to Opal Thai, and order the same thing you always have (my first Thai food! so good) 

Nothing gigantic and spectacular, like an onlooker would expect. This isn't a vacation spot, we live here, this is home.  When you move you do normal, homey things.  You spend the day doing the normal things that you loved where you live, because that is what you'll miss. 


The cars parted ways, half the goodbyes were done.  

We drove from Haleiwa to the airport.  Matthew bought the car from her, so he drove.  Leena came because there was room in our car and we were down for a much better ride.  I was there to make sure she was taken care of- so she wouldn't forget anything.

We all did a good job of holding ourselves together.  We got to the drop off place and I decided that she could not take three 50lb bags by herself.  She hugged Leena and held Matthew and we walked to Delta's Check-in station. 

Cami shows love by being aware of your personal life.  She talks to you about everything.  She calls you out when something isn't right and talks about it.  She tells you she loves you.
I don't.  I take care of the people I love.  She knows that.  I reminded her about her half-damp clothes in the back of the car.  I took the car ownership document because I will remember to mail it to the DMV.  I remembered where her pen was, and her wallet, and her malaria pills.  I helped her drag her luggage the unexpected 3 blocks to it's destination.  I balanced them while she printed her boarding pass.  I got her into the check-in line, gave her a hug and ran the other way.

I walked slowly along the drop-off line from port 9 to port 4, where we'd been dropped.  Hopefully Matt and Leena would see me if they were still circling.  And they did.

Matthew still doesn't believe that Cami wasn't crying pretty hard when I left her.  I don't think he believes that I didn't cry hard until after I turned away from her.  But that's what happened. 

them

I wish that my last words to her were not lamenting with her about the higher-than-anticipated baggage cost.  I wish that I had the voice to respond to "Aria, you will do so good."  I wish I'd told her that I will keep tabs on them if she will take care of herself. I wish I had been able to tell her---- well, she knows.