It seemed like a great idea at the start.

As Wende and I sat at home in Colorado, reflecting on the simplicity and joy we all found while doing nothing and everything on a beach in a bay in the middle of nowhere, Colombia, we realized that we had, in a matter of days, lost that joy. We had been sucked, unwittingly and unknowingly, back into the vortex of life, the bewildering swirl of to-do’s and must-do’s, of should haves and would haves and could haves, of schedules to keep and benchmarks to meet and little, if any, joy to be found. Yet here we had everything one could want – a nice house, a couple of cars, cute kids and a dog, a yard, and two jobs – but the place we pined for had so much more with so much less.

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