After the wake.

Bear’s wake yesterday was good for everyone. It was out at Quentin and Ruth’s place in Maple Valley. There were probably 200 people there, eating and drinking, talking about Bear, and how he had touched each of our lives. It was obvious that Bear had touched a lot of people from a lot of different social circles – there were people he grew up with, friends from our family, SCA people, friends he had made through his tattooing, each with a story to tell and feelings to share.

It was also good for Skype – he got to go romp with his brothers and sisters for a good six hours and really get some good exercise/socialization. He was so tuckered out that when the time came to go I had to carry him back to the car and he pretty much slept till this morning.

As sad as I am that my vacation is almost over I’m a little bit glad to be getting back to work. Between the stresses of Bear and Skype I am almost feeling like I need a little structure to distract me from the world.