Two words, or perhaps three, if you count the article, the, as being equally important as the latter two words, The Makai Pier. Words are not my forte, so I’ll spare you further attempts at being witty.
Though it was springtime, April 29 felt like the perfect summer day complete with soft diffuse haze with changing shades of light and sunshine rays peaking out from behind cotton(y) wispy clouds. Not to mention one handsome husband and one darling daughter. It was bliss indeed.
Afterwards, we went to Bellows Beach, where the horizon seemed endless and vast. Yes, I’m going on and on because I love this island. I love Hawaii. I love Oahu. I am so grateful that we live here.
Our God is magnificent.