When we stayed at The Makaha Towers in 2003 the kids and I used to hike up to the water tower behind the condos all the time. I remember I couldn’t even go on a walk or hike without them right behind me, rearing to go, racing me to the elevator. I never knew that would change, and always expected to never get a moment to myself…… My, how that HAS changed.
I guess they’ve changed a little, too.
I’ve continued my walks up to the water tower, and after only one walk alone, Joey has joined me on every one since. Not only is he joining me, but he’s now the one initiating it.
During our morning walks we can hear the mountain goats crying so loudly and fiercely I want to run up into those mountains and rescue them! Then we get soothed by birdsongs and remember that’s just their language, they’re ok.
One morning in the middle of our path was this large centipede
Even though their thirteen, ten and eight year old bodies aren’t with us on these walks anymore
I always see these little guys while I walk that path full of the memories they once created for me.