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We went to Todai's for lunch and didn't see anyone we knew. Weird...well, maybe not so weird. Just another reminder that I'm not at the con anymore. See, at con, you spend most of your time at one hotel and the restaurants nearby - so running into people is SOP. The outer bar chairs are popular because you can chat with whoever wanders by...
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cyberangel_'s crew with setup, breakdown, and some stuff in between. I ogled straightened earrings, rings, necklaces, and so on. I learned how to run the new credit card machine. I got to runnerwolf's woo-woo panel and asked leading questions. I heard some new Heather Alexander songs, and pre-ordered her new album. I chatted with a bunch of folks I hadn't seen in a while. I laughed & cried & held the service book for Mir at the St Chiros Easter Vigil.
I was grateful for the friends & heart family who checked in with me over the weekend, which was largely why Springsteen's "Blood Brothers" touched me last night... Yes, all the walking and lifting and long hours and unfamiliar schedule, food & beds had their usual effects. I had some unexpected roadblocks too, mostly having to do with Mom and my "normal" Easter rituals. Easter is the end of Lent, which reminded me that Mom died the day before Lent began. (I've been joking that I gave up Mom for lent this year...really I was just too distracted by the Mom crisis to care about giving up something for lent.) Easter week commemorates Jesus' death and resurrection; con included several memorials to those who had passed in the last year; and I was sick of anything related to death or loss. I learned that not only am I not over this, I probably shouldn't expect to be over with it anytime soon. I learned it's not just letting go of Mom; it's me learning to move on from years of conflict and anger and guilt and frustration that I've made a huge part of myself.
Anyway. By Thursday night I was an overly emotional mess. Friday was worse. But I dealt with it.
I am glad we got there Wednesday, so Jesse & I had a bit of "us time" before the con began in earnest. I was honored to hear yesterday that I was a big part of why someone else enjoyed the con.
So, this con. I helped
cyberangel_'s crew with setup, breakdown, and some stuff in between. I runnerwolf's woo-woo panel and asked leading questions. I heard some new Heather Alexander songs, and pre-ordered her new album. I chatted with a bunch of folks I hadn't seen in a while. I laughed & cried & held the service book for Mir at the St Chiros Easter Vigil. I was grateful for the friends & heart family who checked in with me over the weekend, which was largely why Springsteen's "Blood Brothers" touched me last night... Yes, all the walking and lifting and long hours and unfamiliar schedule, food & beds had their usual effects. I had some unexpected roadblocks too, mostly having to do with Mom and my "normal" Easter rituals. Easter is the end of Lent, which reminded me that Mom died the day before Lent began. (I've been joking that I gave up Mom for lent this year...really I was just too distracted by the Mom crisis to care about giving up something for lent.) Easter week commemorates Jesus' death and resurrection; con included several memorials to those who had passed in the last year; and I was sick of anything related to death or loss. I learned that not only am I not over this, I probably shouldn't expect to be over with it anytime soon. I learned it's not just letting go of Mom; it's me learning to move on from years of conflict and anger and guilt and frustration that I've made a huge part of myself.
Anyway. By Thursday night I was an overly emotional mess. Friday was worse. But I dealt with it.
I am glad we got there Wednesday, so Jesse & I had a bit of "us time" before the con began in earnest. I was honored to hear yesterday that I was a big part of why someone else enjoyed the con.