As I sit here on this cold, wet day here in Hawaii - well, my iPhone says it’s 66 degrees so that’s a bit chilly for us - I am feeling a bit nostalgic for the days when our boys were little, and Christmas was such an exciting time of the year. Now our sons are adults, our grandsons are growing up in another state, and the excitement and anticipation of that special day has waned for me.
This is also the time of year when we receive holiday cards or newsletters from those we may not have seen all year. Of course, with social media, we have been able to keep in touch with many of our friends and relatives, so the number of cards we receive are getting fewer as we get older.
If you read my book “Leading with Aloha: From the Pineapple Fields to the Principal’s Office” you may remember that my husband, Randy, was in politics, first in the City Council and then in the State Senate. This morning, I was reminiscing about the years when our sons created the original Christmas cards that we sent out to his colleagues as well as our many supporters. So I decided to take a trip down Memory Lane and explain a bit about each card.
Justin wrote this poem for our first Iwase original card and I decided to cross-stitch and frame it. I have too many holiday decorations especially since we don't put up a tree anymore, but I do display this cross-stich every year.. One day, Justin will take it for his home, but I'm not ready to part with it yet. When Justin drew the picture for this card, we were becoming a golfing family. It started with Randy getting hooked on the game, and eventually, all of us enjoyed golfing as a family. Today, Randy and I enjoy golfing in our retirement. P.S. Looks like Santa's got a pretty good swing!







