For the past 5 years, I’ve hosted a camping trip to a park in Florida named Cayo Costa. The first year I did it with my best friend, seen above (yellow shirt), who died about 8 months later. The last thing we ever talked about was continuing the Cayo Costa camping trip. We agreed to keep on doing it (together).
He died, and I decided to keep hosting it, as agreed before his death, and in a way, in memory of him.
That was 2008. Its now late 2011, and the fifth trip was just held last week. It was much smaller than all of the previous trips. Only 5 of us actually made it to the island, compared to every previous year being in the range of 15-20 people.
I was initially kinda pissed with myself for this, for the group not being nearly as large this year. I blamed myself, for not investing more time and effort rounding people up, and in general, organizing the trip….