I spent this past week revisiting wonderful memories of my childhood. For the first time in over thirty years, the original 5 members of my nuclear family spent a week together in our favourite stompin' ground; Waikiki. The point of the trip was to surprise my dad for his 80th birthday. I think my parents were truly delighted with our surprise. We reminisced, laughed, conversed, and reaffirmed our deep love for each other. How grateful we all are for such a grace-filled refuge in a hard-nosed world. The gift that was meant for my dad was just what I needed. Just three weeks after surviving the earthquake in Port au Prince, I was emotionally fragile, exhausted and irritable. This trip was therapy for me: an atmosphere of grace and empathy in which to heal. One day while looking out at the Pacific from Waikiki Beach I asked God, "Why am I able to sit here, in my favourite place in the world, soaking up the sun, sea and beauty, while millions in Haiti scavenge for a bite to eat?"The answer God whispered into my consciousness came immediately. "Because this is what you love, and I love to give good gifts to my children." Oh, God, You are so good. You knew I would need this precious refuge. But I don't understand why this has been provided for me when so many still suffer. But in my confusion, I choose to trust in God's goodness, wisdom and love.