Two winters ago, I went on an overnight hot springs trip with a group of women I’ve known and loved for decades. We stayed in an Airbnb, played Cards Against Humanity, laughed until our stomachs hurt, and ate this amazing Kahlúa cake that one of those women is famous for. In the past, we would have been drinking wine, but since I quit drinking, these ladies don’t drink in front of me. I keep telling them they don’t have to do that anymore, but they do. It’s one of the many beautiful and kind ways they have shown up for me over my life. They did, however, eat some pot…