Yes, I was with a good crowd of folks from the village church. Before the feast, I baked pies with my daughter (last year Byron helped me because Maggie was at her dad's; this year she was right by my side).
Dinner was busy and crowded, lots of good hugs and yes, laughter. Stayed after dinner and played a silly game. Came home and absolutely collapsed, but I'm getting to recognize these spells and I'm more or less over this one.
And I've given thanks over and over again for my planetary circle of loving hands that are lifting me up and holding me close. And I give thanks for the nearly 2 years Byron was the heart of my heart, and for all he gave me and all he taught me. For emails, phone calls, notes in the mail, and the amazing strength and that shines through each one of you. Thank you all.