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My Yeti is back

Son had borrowed it. Turns out he's not great about bringing things back - he's used to being on his own and coming and going and not having to think about things like a mug being someone else's. And a favorite at that.

His departure left an energy vacuum that is slowly being filled with daily life.

We are planting the succulents leftover from the botanical themed wedding.

We are doing laundry, replacing light bulbs (an unprecedented number of them bit the dust over the wedding weekend, for some reason), returning borrowed coolers and fans and sundry other items necessary to stage an event the magnitude of ours.

As the days go by I feel some clarity returning, some base energy filling the vast abyss following the wedding. I wasn't sure how to prepare for that, and still don't know how. I guess you experience it, then recover, as we are doing.

We are enjoying pictures that are now circulating, taken during the festivities.

Daughter and New Husband are back home on the East Coast after a week in Tulum, Mexico.

Life as we know it has returned to its normal rhythm, but with a slightly different basebeat.  Rhythm now includes SoninLaw and his vast East Coast Family. Which is fun, weird, certainly entertaining, and, I'm predicting, never ever dull.

In hindsight I'm not sure whose worlds were rocked more, the East Coast Family's or ours. I suppose time will tell, yes?

Have a great week!

Hugs,

Stevie

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