This weekend was about recovery and my dad’s retirement. Yay!! Starting on Tuesday both my parents will officially be retired. How weird is that? It is very weird for me. They seem way too young and honestly, good for them! They have busted their butts in civil service for 30 years. Hoo-raw. So yes, retirement and recovery. There was laundry-palooza, finally getting vegetables back in the house, soccer games (sad, sad soccer games), rest, writing, prep for writing, photos to accompany writing, and a really excellent steak on Saturday night.
But! Throughout all of that, there was also Pride. So instead of the usual “us running a-muk” weekend photos, I bring you: the rainbows of Seattle Pride weekend.
This post on the complications of having a family member with a vague mental illness is beautiful and real.