The word surreal keeps coming to mind.

There is nothing that will give you perspective faster than breaking bread with the two men in your life (That you are not related to) who know you the best.
That is what I did tonight.
On one end of the table was one of my oldest friends, and the only other guy who has shared (or should I say endured) a living space with me as long as the man I am married to, who was sitting at the other end of the table. It was great, more than a little funny, and it left me reflective. You really can’t be anything but 100% yourself when you are surrounded by the people who know you the best and know you at your worst. It is both liberating and a little unnerving.

Thus far the last 6 months have been very “This is your life” for me. I’ve spent time with friends and relatives that I had not seen in years and gone over memories I have not thought about since they were made.
There's been a parade of the past floating through my life and it's all been very... um... educational.