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Day 362: Village People


Seriously?  Do *you* seriously think I am actually grateful for those Village People?!  I mean, YMCA is a catchy song but they aren't who I am talking about today.

To pull off an event of any kind - milestone birthday, wedding, graduation, whatever your big event is - takes a village of people.  And today I worked with a small village of people to pull off a wedding for some incredibly dear friends.  At 8 am this morning a bunch of us gathered to completely overhaul a backyard into a ceremony and reception space.  Btw, it's incredible to me what can be done AND undone in just a few short hours.  Now back to the point.  I didn't know probably 2/3 of the village people asking for direction from my friend, Amy, and I.  But because we all know the bride and groom in some way we were instantly connected by them and by our desire to see our friends have the day they envisioned.  Not only did these village people participate but there were so many others.  From the family members who loaned the backyard for the wedding to their next door neighbors who said parking could happen at their place to one of the bridesmaids husbands stepping up and being a total rock star for setup to the groom's parents who are hauling all the tables and chairs back to where they were borrowed from to the various people who baked desserts for the dessert bar to the friend who grew wildflowers in her garden all summer specifically for bouquets and to so many more who touched this day and its preparation in some way.  Some of my village people even helped this villager with special drinks *grin*.  It takes a village, I've done events like this enough times to know, and today I was struck with how grateful I am for these times when villages come together and do something for the ones they love.  Now I'm home, showered - thank you Jesus, feet elevated because they hurt really bad and are very swollen, a special drink in hand *grin*, and the village people who live with me helped me out today while I wasn't even here! So grateful for the Village People.

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