Coming back to TWO full time jobs after 8 days in Hawaii is hard. Especially when, after a week of zen, your flight home is a red eye. Don't do it. The red eye. Do do Hawaii. It was amazing. I, the self-professed city girl, even appreciated nature in Hawaii.
There was something about it that felt peaceful and safe. Being there, I was finally able to let my mom go . . . that is, I finally let her rest in peace. My counselor tells me this means that she will come back to me now. And I do have to say, there has been a peace and a happiness and a lightness about me I haven't known for a long time.