(The following post was written earlier…) My daughter’s middle name…Kehaulani is Hawaiian for ”morning dew.” Like drops of water clinging softly to a flower…my days begin with thoughts of my beloved daughter. Today was no different, except for the fact that it was unlike any other…for both the Royal Family…and our family. Delicate tutus will no longer grace …
In recent months I’ve gone crazy taking pictures. You might say I’ve run amok. That’s what my husband would say. I surely wouldn’t call myself a photographer. That sounds far too lofty for me. I dabble, just as I dabble in writing. Especially since I know very little beyond “point and shoot.” My shiny, red, Canon Power …
dancers know how to have fun…without “blowing the bank”…which they’ve not got anyway…hugmamma.
a broken hand is a challenge for anyone…but perhaps moreso for an athlete…hugmamma.
catastrophic events can teach us to draw closer to one another…the most important lesson to be learned…hugmamma.
going to make like the hawaiian boy who lassoed the sun pulling it downward to reside forever in mount haleakala on maui…hugmamma
gotta see it to believe it…teatro zinzanni…hugmamma.
teatro zinzanni…a night of dining, dancing, laughing, enjoying…unbelievable performances by talented professionals…hugmamma.
home is where we relax, veg, hang out, chill, put our feet up…hugmamma.
long-forgotten memories make me smile…and blush…hugmamma.
speaking publicly, i’d want to give speeches like Colin Firth…hugmamma.