Some 10 or 12 years ago, several of us wrote about moving to the places of our dreams. A friend wanted to retire to France. I wanted to retire to Hawaii. We were ready to take up bag and baggage and head out the door.
I know I would want to find a
way to live on Oahu. The little grass shacks are gone, now, but I would need to
live in the closest thing to one. Specifically, I imagine I would be living in
a small studio apartment. No, it would not be as adorable as Mary Richards'
attic apartment on The Mary Tyler Moore Show, but I would make it as
cute as I possibly could.
No, I would not have a
view of the ocean, unless it was a tiny sliver of blue as seen between other
buildings, but I would throw open the sliding glass doors and enjoy the trade
winds and the delicious aroma of tropical flowers. I would fill the lanai
nearly to overflowing with palms and monstera and even a bird of paradise or
two to create my own interpretation of a tiny house in a rainforest.
What about you? How
would your retirement dreams have panned out?
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