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One. Two. Three. Four.

Four steps and there I lay in the hallway. Small stains on the carpet from the previous resident surrounding my lifelessly still body. But carpet was the least of my worries.

The bathroom was just next door to the bedroom but I felt like I couldn’t make it there. All night in bed and yet no energy. After a couple of minutes, I made my way the few more steps into the bathroom. I braced myself against the counter to squeeze toothpaste out of the tube and then sat on the toilet to brush my teeth.

Another work day ahead that I wasn’t sure how I’d make it through.

I was sick.

A battery of tests had labeled me with everything from gastroparesis and fibromyalgia to depression. “Your depression is fairly severe” I had heard the doctor remark as she looked at me with sympathy.

All the health issues had taken their toll on my brain chemistry.

You will always be on medication doctors had said. The diseases incurable. The causes unknown.

Are you kidding me! I’m barely in my twenties!

There has to be another life waiting for me. This is not the way it was supposed to be. I’m supposed to be in the prime of my life. This can’t be the way my story ends.

Fast forward to now...


I’m married, living in a two-story rental house in South America surrounded by Andes mountains with our two adopted fur babies. No carpet in sight. Just a lot of terracotta roof tiles. While my health isn’t perfect it’s a far cry from those days years ago. I work from home now and wake up excited to see what the day will bring.

Am I sipping exotic drinks on sandy beaches? No. Because that’s not what I wanted.

I’m living a life by design. A life on purpose.

I just looked down at my phone to see a message from my husband. “Eres mi alegría.” You are my joy.

That from a person I would have never met had I stayed in that old life. The one I was swept up in but not really living.

I look over at my white terrier asleep on the couch paw covering her nose in a human-like fashion. And my black schnauzer squeezing her favorite pillow with her paws like she has hands.

And I cannot help but thank the Lord above for giving me the insight to stop, think, and know that there had to be a better way.

Design Your life.

It starts with a choice. Will you make yours?

Cheers with an Ecuadorian glass of horchata!

Life is in and of itself an adventure. Curate your life. Choose well.

-Lori Hil

Core Values 

In this journey of life and business abroad I have developed some core values that not everyone agrees with but help me live the life I want to live.



Value one

Heart Over Hustle

I have nothing against the Gary V’s of the world hustling. Action is so important. But hustling just to hustle with no purpose or heart is a fast way to feel lost and exhausted.



Value Two

Smarter Over Harder

Just like hustle, hard work has its place. But if you work smarter rather than harder, you can free yourself to do so much more with your life. Systems are gold!



Value Three

Freedom Is Personal

Not everyone wants the same thing and you should not live your life on someone else’s terms of freedom and success. Learn to define freedom for yourself.


Lori Hil - Medium

Read writing from Lori Hil on Medium. Freelance Content Marketing Writer, Authority Magazine Contributor, Former Forbes Contributor schnauzer in lap, coffee in hand. Rise.