catharsis.

I am learning that not everything needs to be explained.

So without going into needless detail; I spent my Sunday at a wedding. Here are some memories:

...camo cans of beer in a pagoda in the woods before the noon "western" ceremony (cheers to my date for the day, Zach, who kept me somewhat sane and reminded me to pull up my dress every hour or so):

balloons (and mosquitos):

right after I had panic attack #1 (out of 2) of the day:

Asian games between ceremonies (feeding each other out of a bottle):

the grand prize:

the groom paying us a visit between ceremonies:

the Chine.se ceremony (over 400 people in attendance):

our table-mates who flew all the way from Canada for the occasion:

contemplating stealing the life-size groom cutout and taking it to the bar:

after 7 hours of wedding-ness, I end up here in the light tree forest:

a little video:

I learned something yesterday.

I am incredibly strong.

I have been blessed with the most amazing friends I could ever hope for - here, half way around the world.

I found out how incredibly strong I am - and when my strength cracks, there is a support system ready to carry the load.

Today I was having lunch with a friend and she said to me, "Aren't you so proud of your life experience?"

Yes.

Catharsis: achieved.

walk slow. xoxo.