Two reunions, three grooms, seven authors, seven friends, one seven-year-old, two states, two weeks, one soulmate between the mountains and sea, one sore stomach from belly-ache laughs (lookin at you C), a full heart, a missed wedding (🖕🏾American Airlines but shout out to friends who send selfies you can feel the warmth from, which is a tiny sliver of comfort when you’re crying for missing out on witnessing and celebrating the monumental privilege of basking in a friends love and joy), countless moments of deep wonder, inspiration, exhaustion, and gratitude.