Though the blueberry-mask facials we shared at our condo were certainly memorable, the day trip in search of the elusive guava took top honors. Public and private land were not off limits to this gang, and though it seemed we might get bitten by a dog or worse, we scored nearly 2 dozen ripe guava.
Faith treated herself to a cool-down dip in a mountain stream in the scenic Iao Valley; the only one in our party to do so. It's one of my favorite memories of her: determined, effusive, persuasive, and happy as a lark.
I miss this woman with all my heart. When we travel to Kauai in a few short weeks, I have no doubt that Faith will be there to greet us.