Today I want to share with you a story from my family. When I was in junior high my Grandfather passed away. We were exceptionally close to my Grandfather because my Mother was ill and my Father was absent. My two brothers and I lived with my Grandparents and my Mom. When Grandpa died we were all in shock. I remember my brother didn’t talk for days. My Grandmother cried every single night for a year when it was time to go to bed. It was so sad, and we were really worried about her. Some cousins of ours lived in Hawaii and so they decided to take my Grandmother there to cheer her up. She was so excited because she had always wanted to go to Hawaii, and it was one place my Grandfather never wanted to visit. She even got a passport, although she didn’t need one. Guess she thought it was a different country. The cousins hired an Hawaiian tour guide to drive Grandma around the island and she fell in love with him. She wanted to bring him back to Illinois with her. She came back with a completely new attitude and so healed from her grief it was amazing. I never forgot the effect of coming to Hawaii had on her. She brought me a loud Aloha shirt and I wore it to school at least once a week, which got me teased horribly, but I didn’t care. My Grandma wasn’t crying anymore and that shirt was my reminder of the magic of Aloha. If you need a healing vacation please come visit, I would love to be your tour guide and healing facilitator. Namaste, Debbie@compassionatehealing.biz (808) 856-1962