April 8

Today we headed eastward to walk along the Ke Ala Hele Makalae trail. It's a paved path that runs beside the ocean and the views are fabulous. When we arrived at our chosen end point --Donkey Beach-- we stopped for a little while to admire the crashing waves and look for seashells.

Logan may not have been with us in body, but he was there nonetheless. He was there with us in the way Abby immediately wrote his name in the sand before getting down to her serious seashell hunting business, and he was again there with us when Brady held up an L-shaped shell fragment he found and announced that it was an L for Logan.

I love that even when we're thousands of miles away from home, immersed in new experiences, he's still a part of our life. That will always and forever mean the world to me.