Were it up to me, we would never leave.
This is where I will go when I die.
I will be one of these fish.
I will still be able to see this sunset.
And remember Iz surfing. (She got good enough to do a few tricks. Too bad you can't surf our home beaches without a wetsuit.)
And see the pool where Leelo went swimming every day.
And think how cute it was every time Mali squealed, "Wainbow!!*"
And of course eat spam, eggs, & rice for breakfast every day.
*No need to worry, Joshua. Her speech patterns are age-appropriate.
