Thank you for visiting. This memorial website was created in memory of my beautiful mother, Nau Vete Moss, 62, born on July 20, 1952 and passed away on November 17, 2014.
She will forever be remembered for her unwavering authenticity and passion for pursuing her own path in life which carried her from the tropical shores of the sunny South Pacific, where she grew up, across the far reaches of the world. Her laughter was as contagious as her kindness. Her smile was equally as large for strangers as it was loved ones. My mother, Nau Vete Moss, has been my greatest teacher not because she was perfect but because she taught me how to appreciate and draw a deeper understanding from all that is imperfect.
This memorial is yet another path to continue our learning about who my mother was and all that she has meant to us. Please feel free to share anything you have or feel about her as your thoughtful contributions are invaluable. There are various sections to her memorial which I invite you to explore.
She will always be forever deeply missed but undoubtedly cherished in our hearts and memories.
Tributes
Leave a tributeThere lived a soul, Nau, as bright as day.
Her heart, a haven, where love's true treasures lay,
Guiding her kin in the kindest, gentlest way.
From distant islands, kissed by morning sun,
Her laughter mingled with the ocean's song.
A mother's embrace, warm as the day is long,
In her arms, the world's woes could do no wrong.
To cities vast, by golden gates and rain,
San Francisco's hills, Seattle's emerald plain,
Her spirit wandered, yet love remained the same,
In every heart, enduring, an eternal flame.
Through life's vast tapestry, she wove her tale,
In every joy, in every sorrowed wail,
Her presence, like a soft and soothing gale,
In memories' ship, she set the brightest sail.
Though now she dances in the stars above,
Her legacy endures in endless love.
In every gentle touch, in every tender shove,
Nau lives on, a blessing from the realms above.
In whispers of the wind, in the sea's deep call,
In city streets where evening shadows fall,
Her spirit lingers, holding us in thrall,
Nau, a mother, a light for one and all.
Dom and Thunder
Another achievement from your greatest gift to the rest of us ☺️ and The first Pacific Islander to ever swim the English channel x
Halani, today I learned of your great life achievement in becoming the first Tongan-American to successfully swim the English Channel on July 5, 2022. Your mother would be so very proud of your grit, strength and perseverance. And to know that you swam in her memory, she would be humbled. That you’ve carried the flag for not only her cause but her country is very noble.
You are your mother’s daughter in all the best ways. In beauty, in strength, in grace, in athleticism. Through you and your many achievements, her memory lives on forever!
The love keeps flowing for you from me and so many others. Your incredible spirit will never be forgotten.
I love you.
Always,
Halani
This is the day that we lost you all those years ago, and we still think of you. It's also the year I lost my mum, and now by best friend Halani. I used not to understand why one would give up one's life leaving loved one's behind. But now I know that when the loved ones have all left, life itself has little meaning.
Stu & Susie
I love you mom.
Happy Birthday x
You probably heard I lost my other mum very recently - and it has had me thinking about the importance parents and especially mum's play in our lives, however imperfect those lives are.
Birthdays are a time for giving thanks - and so I'm here again to give thanks to you for Halani and everything she has done for those she holds dear. And like the best presents, Halani is the gift that keeps giving selflessly to all who's live intersect with hers (and many even - who don't - yet still benefit from her largesse.) Keep an eye on here for the rest of us, we know you always do.
So thank you for that. And for being such a great inspiration and role model for her. x
Dom & Thunder
_,-._
/ \_/ \
>-(_)-<
\_/ \_/
`-'
Thank you for Halani and for the remarkable gift - from you to all of us - that she has been to all of us. You must be so proud of everything she has achieved and the incredible impact that has come about from your gift of her to the world.
She has got yet more amazing news to share with you, yet more accomplishments - but I'm guessing she has already told you
Always in our thoughts
Dom
x
Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and ponder one of the many memories I have. You are in my prayers and wish you were still with us today, although I know you are with us in spirit.
I love you and miss you,
Halani "Moose" :)
Wow. Did you see Halani this week? Of course you did. isn't she amazing? She succeeded in cross the world busiest shipping and would have landed ashore were it not for some rather bad advice from her pilot.
It was remarkable that she spent the whole night and day surrounded by so much water, and so much love. But then of course you'd know that, thats the pacific islander way.
Thank you for seeing her through that challenge, and for giving the world such a remarkable individual with unlimited human spirit
Happy 67th from all of us.
Love Dom & Thunder.
Love you and you will always be missed.
Thinking of you on this day.
Polar Bear & Muttley
Ofa atu Aunty
Day after day and year after years but your present will never disappeared. The love that you’ve share with each and everyone. You alway put smile in someone in need, and you alway care no matter who they are. You may not be here with us but legacy lived on us forever.
Rest in love Aunty
Ofa atu
Ofa atu
In all our thoughts, prayers and admiration, always,
From a grateful son-in-law on this day of remembrance
Dom
x
Love
Dom
Like all those who touch and shape our lives deeply Nau Vete Moss was and always will be an irreplaceable light in our hearts. But that same creative, loving, fiercely independent global traveler and much loved soul very much lives on in the warmth, generosity and determination to make this world a better place that she shares with her amazing daughter and someone I am so lucky to call my partner, fellow traveler and wife - Halani.
And so Nau continues to touch and shape my life everyday as I learn from Halani on how to be a better person and because of that, on this special day I thank Nau and think or her as I so often do for everything she has brought to my life and all of those that continue to hold her close in our hearts and thoughts, today and every day.
Love and prayers
Dom
You were and still is a candle in everyone's life especially our late dad Sione Peauafi Nuku (rip). You had a beautiful heart towards your Aiga, Famili and Friends and especially towards us and our dad. You made us felt as if we can conquer the world with you on our side. I always felt as if we were your favorite NUKUbunch. ;) But I guess you had that special love for everyone in the family. I will remember your beautiful smile and especially your beautiful loving heart ALWAYS. 'Ofa lahi atu moe hufaki kiho fofonga eiki taahine Nau Henrietta Vete Moss (RIP). Toka a ihe nonga moe fiemalie ae Eiki.
That time I always make sure that I will visit aunty Nau to make sure she is ok.
Ofa Lahi Atu Aunty.
I wish I had met you in person, to thank you for the extraordinary gift of life, love and light you have given me through Halani, your daughter, my Tiger, my sweetheart. She is aptly named for sure.
In losing you I also lost the chance to know you and give thanks, and though we spoke via skype, nothing can replace the joy of meeting someone in person, someone of whom I have heard so much, through whom I have discovered a wonderful daughter, and by whom I try to live my life as best as possible.
This webpage provides a wonderful meeting place of thoughts and ideas, but the greatest legacy of all, the most perfect reminder and testimony to someone so very much loved, is through that same light and life that Halani generously shares with all who know her.
Through her, I know you, in so many small ways that I probably don't even realise half of them.
Look after yourself and I will write again, soon,
Love
Dom aka Polar Bear
I want to write a note to you of thanks. Although we never met in person, I feel as I know you through Halani. I want to thank you for the amazing gift of your daughter. She and I were very close friends at Hawaii Prep Academy. We spent so much time talking, laughing, and bonding. She told me of your noble heritage, and was always so proud to be Tongan. She has since become such a strong and incredible person, as you well know. Her friendship is a gift I cherish, although we are thousands of miles apart. So, Nau, thank you for your daughter. Thank you for making her who she is. And I am so sorry I never got to tell you in person what it means to me to be her friend.
Rest with the Angels,
Monica
The Song of No Coming and no Going
These eyes are not me, I am not caught in these eyes.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born and I have never died.
Look at the ocean and sky filled with stars: manifestations from my wondrous mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass, sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a hide and seek game.
So laugh with me, hold my hand, let us say goodbye.
Say goodbye, to meet soon again.
We meet today.
We will meet tomorrow. We shall meet at the source every moment. We meet each other in all forms of life.
Leave a Tribute
There lived a soul, Nau, as bright as day.
Her heart, a haven, where love's true treasures lay,
Guiding her kin in the kindest, gentlest way.
From distant islands, kissed by morning sun,
Her laughter mingled with the ocean's song.
A mother's embrace, warm as the day is long,
In her arms, the world's woes could do no wrong.
To cities vast, by golden gates and rain,
San Francisco's hills, Seattle's emerald plain,
Her spirit wandered, yet love remained the same,
In every heart, enduring, an eternal flame.
Through life's vast tapestry, she wove her tale,
In every joy, in every sorrowed wail,
Her presence, like a soft and soothing gale,
In memories' ship, she set the brightest sail.
Though now she dances in the stars above,
Her legacy endures in endless love.
In every gentle touch, in every tender shove,
Nau lives on, a blessing from the realms above.
In whispers of the wind, in the sea's deep call,
In city streets where evening shadows fall,
Her spirit lingers, holding us in thrall,
Nau, a mother, a light for one and all.
You Kick
You read the defense. You had to to make this shot. I only dreamed of this while i waited long legged and clumsy. You made it happen this day. you scored a goal from half field halani and your mother never forgot this. How was this possible? DO TELL? was it sheer will? The defenders were most definately confused and taken out of the game? explain this trick. Your mother beamed on this while never revealing all the preperation it took to do this. I LOVE THIS STORY! GIRL POWER to the NTH. All her strength now falls to you? KICK ANOTHER? for all those still scratching there heads halani kicked a goal from well over half field that was most assureldy found to be legal and well played. your mother smiles down. you were the talk of the field that day. Your mothers daughter. most assuredly.
Generousity
I remember an espcially hot summer day in the Bay Area. It was probably back in the late 1980's or early 90's. I was home for summer break and there were some workers outside, fixing something or other. Although I said "hello" I didn't think to do anything much more than that, as so many teenagers often might but on the second day of the job my mother gave me some cold drinks and sliced watermelon to take out to them.
Feeling somewhat awkward, I approached these guys and explained that my mom asked me to give this to them. I'll never forget the elation immediately expressed across their faces as they stood under the hot afternoon sun. They smiled and each took big sips of the lemonade my mother made before telling how "amazing" my mother was. One of the guys went on to explain that in so many other places they worked, they were mostly just ignored or left to their own devices. It was her common decency and the recognition she gave them as human beings which resonated so much.
The more that I think about this experience which is forever solidified in my memory, I realise that it wasn't just with one set of people in which my mom gave generously.This was with everyone. Her generousity was not simply about the material but about the soulful. Her soul was deep and I've learned and continue to learn so much from her.
People genuiney loved and continue to love my mom because she always gave everything she had of her her spirit to each of us.
Mom Taught Me Not To Be Afraid
There first time I recall my mother’s cunning ability teach me courage was at the doctor’s office as a young child. I must have been about five years old or so and required the removal of hardened skin from my hand. The process was only going to take a minute or so but required the doctor to literally freeze a tiny portion of my hand where the strange and unsightly hard skin was, also known as cryotherapy. He explained that it would sting but that it wouldn’t be for long.
Then out of the blue, my mother looked out to the lush green hillsides just inland from the coastline of Honolulu and asked me, “Can you see Aunty Jan’s house?”
“Aunty Jan’s house?” I asked. This didn’t make any sense because I knew my aunt lived in Washington State.
“Yes, it’s over there on the hillside.” She pointed ambiguously into the distance.
“Where?”
She said something like, “The brown house over there.”
The hillside was a tapestry of houses and colours among many of which were brown.
I could feel the pain of the freezing device on my hand and moved in discomfort. As my mom noticed this she began to continue her questioning.
“Look Halani. Look over there.”
“But I am looking over there!”
I was hurting but still trying to work out which house was Aunty Jan’s.
“Follow my finger Halani. She leaned in towards me so that I could follow the outline of her arm, following it to what I thought were the most beautiful brown hands, until I reached the top of her pointer finger with it’s feminine, natural finger nail. As I followed the imaginary line from her hand to the hillside, I could make out a few brown houses scattered among the others.
Before I knew it, the doctor had finished his procedure and was bandaging up my treatment. There were probably a few tears that had to be wiped from eyes as I recall it being very painful, although I was equally distracted my mother’s engaging question and the very nature that the fact that my auntie having a house there just didn’t add up to me.
Later that day, I asked her if she was tricking me so that I wouldn’t feel the pain. She smiled in her knowing way that only a mother can when she looks at her child and gave me a gentle hug.
That’s just one of the wonderful ways I remember my mother.