No, I did not misspell Easter. I'm talking about Beaster! A holiday made up by our dear friends that involves the friends-family. The friends you are so close to that essentially they are your family, just not blood related. Otherwise known as your tribe. This is my tribe. The ones who have helped raised my daughter, who have cried with me in times of sorrow, who have rescued me at 2 am in a blizzard, who encourage me at everything I do, who give me strength when I feel like I'm about to crumble, who jump at the opportunity to celebrate ANYTHING, and who have provided my daughter with siblings and multiple parents.
We spent the day enjoying good food, searching for arrowheads in the field, playing ladder golf (I've never heard of it either, but it's really fun) and catching up with each other.
We spent the day enjoying good food, searching for arrowheads in the field, playing ladder golf (I've never heard of it either, but it's really fun) and catching up with each other. 
The kids ran around climbing trees, riding down the hill on numerous cars and bikes and bailing out in the grass, searching for Easter eggs and then hiding them again for each other.
And it wouldn't be a true celebration without a jam session.
It was such a pleasant day. I came home filled with love and gratitude. I love and cherish these people. Happy Beaster Everyone!
Go hug someone you love.
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I love your concept of a tribe! I am totally going to start using that term because we tend to suck people into our family, even though they're not. Aren't we lucky to have people like that?!
I'm hugging YOU in my mind.
so well said. beaster just may be the best holiday ever. amy, i can see a day when there might be photos in your shop...love your view of the world.
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