I was ready to declare a moratorium on wedding reception attendance, but I was reminded at roommates's wedding that the Random Heart people know how to live well- that they've met the Jesus in Cana who showed up with large quantities of good wine. There was abundant alcohol, whooping, and dancing. Good personal stories. Latin dancing. A groom who danced with me, the grandmothers, and refused to let me leave until he made his friend dance with me.
It's been a week of walking on thin ice in relationships with men. I needed the time with the solid, strong, kind men of bootcamp-- PJ, Craig, Morgan, and Goose. Even a small amount of their presence helps restore my faith.
On a separate note, Prof. Doom contributed new blog vocabulary today. Check out: http://jculv.blogspot.com/
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