This concludes hostess duties for awhile

My folks are off. They are heading to the airport to return to Minneapolis as I type. I cried when they left. It's hard to say goodbye. But we had a good time and I feel relieved that they got to see that I'm okay. I'm not too skinny, not too fat. I'm eating square meals. My house is clean(ish) and my husband dotes on me. They got to see me laughing and smiling and at ease in my new state of residence. You know how parents are: they worry. They're your parents, whether you're 3 or 13 or 30. And they want the best for you. So while I'm sad to see them go, and I'll miss them terribly until we get to spend time together again, I was so happy to have the opportunity to show them our happy little home on our island in the Pacific.

Aloha, Mom and Dad.