Monday, July 30, 2012

A nook of memories

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There is a corner of space in the quaint, old Waimea town, right behind the Kahilu Theatre and in front of the imposing Mauna Kea, where the wind tangles old memories and loose hair.   This is one of those places that is imprinted like fresh-cut flowers in my mind. You see, we used to go there after church every Sunday, deep in the evening, bringing along dinner from the nearest grocery store.

Then we would run and jump and cry into the fading sky and growing wind. We would laugh, with too-short bell-bottom pants and slim, long hair we cared not if the wind tossed around.  There would still be an hour of road left until home, but we would swallow the evening, delighting in the sweet coolness of life.

I can still remember the colors of the vibrant grass, with it's broken knees and sharp tongues, and the orange of the sun, dying into the ocean. If I close my eyes, I'm rolling down grassy dunes again, laughing because there's no reason not to laugh. And being a child, because there was no occupation better.

Do you ever wish you could close your eyes and sink into a memory for a few precious hours, then open them, because the life in front of you is too exciting to keep your eyes closed for too long?
Dears, remember those wonderful moments and, yet, yearn for what's to come.

P.S. Tania (and everyone else), my sincerest apologies for how long it took me to post anything. I will improve. 

Oh yes, I guest posted a bit ago on the lovely Kimberly's blog, so go read it and give it a hug.
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12 comments:

  1. Yes! I wish memories were things that you could keep in your closet and step into whenever you wanted to. =) But maybe we would miss out on life if we could always go back. Interesting thought.
    Beautifully written, Rebekah! <3

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  2. Ahh so beautifully written Rebekah! Lately Iv'e been wanting to relive a bunch of memories :)
    You are a amazing writer by the way ;)
    Ohh and I love the pics!
    Miss ya-
    Abby

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  3. I definitely know what you mean about reliving memories. I feel that way sometimes about dreams too that you just don't want to wake up from. :)

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  4. It seems as if we're all on a 'reminiscent' vein right now...maybe it's because life in all its stress and harsh reality is making us wish for the sweetness of freedom and joy??? don't know...

    beautifully put..and I absolutely ADORE that picture of the girls and your dad....so cute, so candid!

    Lovely to hear from you.....

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  5. Dear Rebekah,
    I wish you could post here more often because your photographs and your writing are so wonderful! Wish I could write as well as you do, heh, it always makes me sad that on my blog I can only use cliches or phrases that I,ve heard or read somewhere... )
    This "being a child, because there was no occupation better" sounds so lovely :)

    Love,

    Vera

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  6. Hey! I'm new to your blog, but I was very impressed!!! Love the pictures and the writing was dreamy and imaginative!!! Great job!! :D

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  7. Soooo, for whatever reason the comment I posted 2 days ago didn't stick.....hmmmm!
    Anyways, pretty much said how awesome it was to see you back, how you got me thinking of past things, and that I look like Makana chasing my fleeting memories.

    Loves me!

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  8. Dear Becki,

    That last photo is so dreamy and whimsical. I love it. It's sounds like such a delightful time, and the way you described it brought me to the place you were. I often sink into memories of the past, but you're right. The present is far too fascinating to forget for long. ;)

    Oh, how I miss your familiar face, but I'll see you soon. Otherwise I'd end this comment on a melancholy note. Alas, until tomorrow!

    Love,
    Gertie

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    1. Dear Val,

      I miss you. Ha! I haven't mentioned that before, I'm sure.
      That's about all I have to say.
      Love,
      Emily

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  9. Hugging a post would prove difficult. Uggg, talking in this old fashioned way is wrinkling my mink coat. Nonetheless I shall participate for the sake of my fellow bloggers!

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    1. You are slightly deranged. I hope you know that.
      Nevertheless, I had fun hanging out with you whenever that was (I never keep track of dates, it makes reality to real).
      No, I urge to try to hug a post, it might prove rewarding.
      Sincerely,
      Rebekah

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  10. I love the pictures! It looks like you live in such a beautiful place :)
    -mal
    faithlifephotos.blogspot.com

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