This past weekend, I headed off to Vegas for my 4th Blathering, that fabulous gathering of internet lovelies that I look forward to every year. It was…questionable, for a while, whether or not I was going to be able to go, but we found a way to make it happen, for which I am eternally grateful. I needed this past weekend more than I think I could possibly put into words, both mentally and emotionally (but maybe not physically. DAYUM do I hate casino smoke).
I took hardly any pictures, like the lazy blogger I am (hashtag shitty camera), but it’s ok. I don’t need a camera to remind me of laughing at 1 am in the food court, or chair dancing to the 80’s cover band, or lounging poolside in the sahhhhweeet VIP cabana that we scored thanks to terrible service the day before. I don’t need pictures to remind me of how full my heart was after every hug, after every “I’m so glad you’re here,” after every sweet smile and kind word and “CHEERS.” (Also, just in general, I *highly* recommend a Vegas trip with a bunch of crazy ladies who giggle and laugh and snort at all the same crap you giggle and laugh and snort at. A+ work, would Vegas again. )
The best part, honestly, was seeing all these wonderful women, women who have no shit held me up in the darkest parts of the past year, women who have seen my ugliest and my lowest and keep coming back and offering me their hands and their hearts over and over. On more than one occasion I looked around and got choked up seeing so many people who care for me, and who I care for. I don’t always know that I have done my share when they need me, or that I’ve earned their support, but hot damn am I thankful for it, and hot damn am I thankful to have been able to hug them in person this past weekend.
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