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Jul. 15th, 2012 09:23 amSo many feelings this weekend I don't know what to do with.
This week/weekend was the last HP con, Ascendio. I've been a part of that family since the inception, when the idea was nothing more than a whispered "hey, what if we..." idea bouncing around. I started as a volunteer, running the Help Desk and even though I had to abandon that post because I couldn't keep up with it, and two small children, I resolved to help out again when my home life settled. And I did, culminating in my finally getting my Chair badge when I worked Logistics for Infinitus.
I still have all of my lanyards, still covered in pins, hanging in my bedroom closet. I try not to think about the fact that I'll never wear them again. Never loop them onto my carryon bag as a sign to all where I'm going.
It's been hard to see the posts, tweets, etc. with everyone there but it sounds like everyone had a blast and that's the most important thing!
However, it got me thinking over past cons - or, in some cases, more of an exercise of how long the human body can go without sleep and still function (hee!) I also run the risk of turning into That Old Person who grumbles to shit and back about "the way things used to be." And I think that might be why I shifted from volunteer attendee to all-out worker bee - because the focus of the cons shifted to a direction that didn't rev my engines as much, but the people, my con family, always did.
I'm also strangely glad to not be there today. Because I know I'd be a freaking mess of tears. So for everyone packing out at the Portofino, and closing shop on an amazing ten years, you have all my virtual hugs and snuggles.
This week/weekend was the last HP con, Ascendio. I've been a part of that family since the inception, when the idea was nothing more than a whispered "hey, what if we..." idea bouncing around. I started as a volunteer, running the Help Desk and even though I had to abandon that post because I couldn't keep up with it, and two small children, I resolved to help out again when my home life settled. And I did, culminating in my finally getting my Chair badge when I worked Logistics for Infinitus.
I still have all of my lanyards, still covered in pins, hanging in my bedroom closet. I try not to think about the fact that I'll never wear them again. Never loop them onto my carryon bag as a sign to all where I'm going.
It's been hard to see the posts, tweets, etc. with everyone there but it sounds like everyone had a blast and that's the most important thing!
However, it got me thinking over past cons - or, in some cases, more of an exercise of how long the human body can go without sleep and still function (hee!) I also run the risk of turning into That Old Person who grumbles to shit and back about "the way things used to be." And I think that might be why I shifted from volunteer attendee to all-out worker bee - because the focus of the cons shifted to a direction that didn't rev my engines as much, but the people, my con family, always did.
I'm also strangely glad to not be there today. Because I know I'd be a freaking mess of tears. So for everyone packing out at the Portofino, and closing shop on an amazing ten years, you have all my virtual hugs and snuggles.