"We laugh to remind ourselves that we are not machines. . . Laughter is our very protest against a tragic world. . . ."
So much happens in just a few days around here. We have co-mingled lives and they are heavy and poignant. So much happens.
The Beehive Collective came, represented by David. The turn out was small at the actual presentation but the experience was perfect and I think enough people came. Our little knot of individuals sat close and nodded vigorously. My sister, brother, and his girlfriend came down. I don't think that they actually enjoyed or agreed very much at all, but it was nice to see them and, actually, kind of nice to have a dissenting voice. Later, David wandered Waco. We showed him the farm and he spent a while talking with our village store interns who were really excited about selling posters and things. This is good. After that, TJ took him out to the remains of the branch davidians, who are apparently living and well. And fascinating.
THEN, we all met at Bangkok (the favorite restaurant), all thirty of us, and waited for Justin to show up with Jessica which he did. And then he proposed. And they are engaged. And we all celebrated with dinner. And good times.
Then, I met up with my new friend Matt for what, it turns out, was our first date. Or something similar. I am pondering this new situation.
Then! I got a text message very early this morning saying my best friend had just gone into labor with her first child. No word yet on that one. I've heard these things can take time. But, ideally, by tonight we will have a new baby boy to celebrate.
This has been a heavy, busy two days and it promises to be a similarly crazy weekend.
Life! We are living.