Waiting & Wondering... When

I saw it thru my daddie's eyes. The camera lens flashed pictures, which then appeared in a picture album, tho I did in fact experience it , by being there. What do I recall? What did I sense? What recollections do I have back in my farthest memories. The smell of my mother and father, the feel of their skin and clothing, the taste of breast milk and baby food, hearing the noises of an apartment compound, sleeping and napping in a drawer. No, I only heard the stories. I saw the pictures growing up but I never even experienced it as a college student. During my college days, the money from my savings account was available, but no one was able to go with me. I was not brave enough to go by myself. As a young bride, we went to Carmel instead. As a mother, the money was stretched to feed, clothe , and house us. As a homeowner of an older home, there were always things to fix, remodel, or buy. When we moved there was tuition to pay to further our education and always the living expenses. Now, I'm a grandmother of two granddaughters. When will I go to the land of my birth, Hawaii? My sister, brother-in-law, neice and nephew have experienced Hawaii now. When will I? When will I see it thru the eye of my digital camera, capturing the taste, smell, and feel of Hawaii. When will I get to go? So far I've only experienced it thru others' eyes.