Tides of Maui in My Heart, Undulating Emotions
Walking out of the dog training orientation class last night (it had been booked several weeks ago), I realized that for about an hour, I had forgotten. Having been distracted by the heart-warming and very funny instructor. My heart lurched, a feeling of clashing emotions: grateful for the distraction and simultaneously guilty for being in a position where I could forget, even for a moment. Maybe like the daughter did in Shrinking when she realized she’d forgotten her Mom’s birthday for the first time since her mother had died. It had only been a week. A week since Lahaina died, and the Island of Maui was so struck, not just in Lahaina but Upcountry and Kihei-side too. My heart beaten and bruised. _________________________________________________________________________________ One evening I caught my Dad with his 'drinkie-poo' (aka Jim Beam on the rocks) in hand hanging up the kitchen phone with my Aunt Eleanor, Ely [Ellie], everyone called her. "Talkin' to Aunt