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My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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MAGfest 2013 memories.
There was an Animazement (2007 I think?) where this happened TWICE.
I remember this….i was so mad cause i had just fell asleep like 2hours before it went off and i just happen to get a room at the main hotel…..everyone was getting dressed and i was like fuck it got my comp bag and headed out in PJs xDD they made us get in lines and i felt like i was in school for fire drills and drug raids/searches again. So mad T^T
Multiple Otakon flashbacks…
Hey look it’s Perry. *Epic Phineas and Ferb reference*
so with out clothes on apparently max is stick thin…
We’ve actually seen it before. Without clothes ALL of the characters look like stick figures.
I believe Trae you also stated that they are just stick figure reps of real people so they aren’t really stick figures but just stick representations of real people.
We have ti to use our own imagination to to interpret them as people.
Well yes. I was talking about how they look in the art. Max and Veronica would look more like this in reality http://www.trhonline.com/uncon-reimagined/veronicaandmax.png
Mysticon a coupe of years ago.
I was at that Mysticon! XD
As an attendee and staff member of MFF staff for 9 years I feel your pain. 4 of the last 9 years I think? Though for the last 2 at least I hadn’t gone to bed…..yet
Leastwise nobody’s playing S&M games on the sprinkler vis the Great Flood at Disclave… (One of this year’s Kazoo Award categories was convention mis-accomodations. I had absolutely no trouble whatsoever finding six songs, each about a different convention for the ballot. I could have likely found three times that number if I’d needed to. 🙂 )
I was in a hotel (not at a con) where this happened. Someone had been holding some sort of candle lit ritual in his room and it got out of hand. Fire doors shut and everything. We didn’t have to evacuate though, so we had that.
Furfright, MFF, etc, etc. It’s a tradition! …a shitty, shitty tradition.