More later on the awesome Mil Palmeras couples' retreat, but I just wanted to share one story. While most of the time I was struck by how much we had in common with the other retreaters (despite race and language), in a few moments I remembered that they're Latinos and we're not.

One of those was after we spent an hour writing letters to our spouses. When we regrouped, Julio asked for volunteers to read aloud the letters that they had received. Several volunteers divulged the contents of their super romantic, personal, and let me say very well-written love letters! If there had been a vote, Julio's letter to Olga surely would have won. It had me in tears.

Hey Toto, we're not in Charlotte anymore. No way in a million years would we ever have a part of a couples' retreat set aside for reading our love letters into a microphone. While my own secrets are still safely guarded, I will say that I loved hearing the letters, seeing the reactions they elicited, and celebrating with these brave couples their triumphant love.

1 Comment

1. Jenny on October 12, 2009 at 12:38 PM

   There have been many posts on your blog that make me think, wow, good thing it's Hannah in Peru instead of me. However, this post makes me jealous. I would have loved to hear the letters! Thanks for sharing. I love imagining the situation.