Belize Retreat 2013
“Stay… I got this.” That was my text to Jill after she painfully made the decision to stay home instead of return to our beloved Belize. It was last minute, in hopes her back would somehow miraculously heal. Each morning I texted her (in a slang it seems only we understand), “How is?” and her replies about the same… no miracles. After her decision, came the reminder where the universe is concerned, you just never freaking know. A year of planning, dreaming, and fantasizing, it came down to me leading the retreat. No friend, no partner, no Jill.… Read the rest