We rushed to high ground in response to a tsunami warning today that, alas, turned out to be little more than a one-foot tidal change. But as is typical of island life, everyone pulled together and did what they could to help each other out.
Maui's known as the Valley Isle...and today, the high points of the valley (home for us) became a safe haven for many. As the the Civil Defense sirens blared throughout the morning, more and more cars arrived in our neighborhood: family, extended family, friends, and co-workers...all living near the shoreline, came seeking refuge. And as the streets lined with cars, the same scene replayed over and over...residents walked out to cars to embrace those looking for solace. Weary faces emerged from their vehicles, some with luggage in hand, and were led into homes by understanding hosts. As the morning played out, it became clear we'd been spared the predicted devastation...but what did roll across the island from shore to shore, was a wave of community, a flood of support, and an ocean of love.
