You know what the sign of a good wedding is? When all the attendees are exhausted the next day. (I'd say hungover, too, but this is a family diary.) So it is that I pronounce Brian and Steph's the Best. Wedding. Ever. We practically had to suspend people from nets to fit them all into the sanctuary, and I understand there was dancing far into the night. (I wouldn't know. We had to leave early.)
So yes, I'm pooped, but also happy and grateful. And as Meister Eckhardt says, "If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough."
What are you thankful for tonight?