At the end of November, I hosted my first ever (of oh so many) Step into Your Starring Role one-day retreats. The day was magical.

So, so magical.

And it wasn't made magical simply because of the 25 brilliant lights who showed up from near and far. From across the country, and from across the city. From North Carolina, and from North Toronto.

Who booked off clients, organized sitters, arranged hotels, fixed flat tires in the wee hours of the morning, and MADE IT HAPPEN.

Who showed up for themselves…and then discovered they were showing up for each other.

No. It wasn’t made magical simply because EACH of those 25 gorgeous participants dug deep. Really deep.

I mean, it was. But unbelievably, that wasn’t all.

My daughter was recently tasked with asking me and my husband how many minutes we’ve been alive. For me: 22,645,440.

That’s a lot of minutes.

And I remember many of them very very well.