The past week has filled my mind with a ton of memories. Janna graduated from high school and I was filled with memories of my own graduation. The actual graduation, the senior all night party, the friends and family. During my senior year in high school I was working at the Brick Oven, saving all of the money I earned so that we (my sisters, my mom, and I) could afford to go to South Africa to pick up Tanner (my brother) from his mission. I remember not being able to tell my siblings that we would be going, and I remember finally breaking the wonderful news to them on Christmas morning. I remember the Eiffel tower, the Metro, the Louvre, and Kate and I spending the night in Paris while Janna, Penny, and my mom flew to South Africa. I remember all of the houses in South Africa (each about the size of a shed), the many faces of people Tanner taught, and the game park. I remember going to London with Tanner, Janna, Kate, Penny, and my mom; The London Bridge, the Tower of London, Buckingham palace, Big Ben, and the Underground. I remember thinking about how amazing it was to have been to those places, I had spent a lot of time in the past dreaming of going to those places. Reading books about them and when we actually went I realized that no matter how good those books were, words simply could not describe the feeling of being there. I completely agree with the saying, "A picture is worth a thousand words," but even then, I don't think any words can really describe the memories of something. Which brings me to another memory that came to me last week. At the end of April last year Janna and I had gotten to go to Hawaii. It was amazing, and since I can't think of any better words than amazing right now I will post some pictures of that memory.



This was at the end of an amazing hike. This is Janna and Keli'i about to jump into the pool.