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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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I expect Unagicon to pull a Kamehacon.
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? 😛
A-ha! My prediction was wrong!
First thought… what new farkery does this conceal?
SPOILERS because I pay attention to con news
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Having a poorly written guest contract certainly fits in with what we know about Unagi Con.
Know it’s pedantic of me, but are we sure Terrance is a Nazi? Certainly he’s a misogynistic douchebag of an asshole, full of himself enough to dress like a Nazi in public… which is certainly bad enough, and very indicitive of being a Nazi.
I guess my mental picture puts ‘Nazi’ as ‘racist and/or anti-semitic’, and certainly Terrance has done terrible things… but I fail to recall any that were racist or anti-semitic.
I’m still perfectly willing to punch him in the face should we ever meet.
Look, I — the author with a degree in political science — wouldn’t necessarily call Terrence a Nazi based on what Megan’s seen of him. He might be, but we haven’t seen enough.
Megan, who did not study political science (and who grew up in a small town I literally based off a real place in Indiana where I first saw someone with a swastika tattoo on his neck), is probably going to call him a Nazi.
Perfectly fair. If he hasn’t technically crossed the line into fitting the formal definition of a Nazi, he’s come close enough.