It’s been a whirlwind week. I’m 32, as of Tuesday. Not a big deal — but my beard has spontaneously sprouted white hairs. My neck seems to constantly hurt. I mysteriously forget the most basic of things – but I think I did that before. Maybe. I was able to visit with beloved friends and family, as well as travel, sleep, drink and eat beyond my capacity. Fellowship, worship, grace — all mercifully gathered around. I feel whole; not complete, but whole. Filled. Basking in the gift of friends and family that know love, sacrifice their all, and (mostly) accept me for who I am and pursue to be.