The conference went well and I’m grateful that I was able to make it, even if my flight is now delayed by at least an hour. It was held in Boston last year during the time my mom was hospitalized. I considered cancelling, but eventually and reluctantly decided to not change my plans. Everyone around me at the time encouraged me to go so I could get away and have some time to relax as much as I could. I’m glad I went though. Mom never wanted to be the reason I didn’t do something, so she would have approved.
While I was waiting for a session to begin this afternoon, I started thinking about the upcoming holidays and realized that I am sort of looking forward to them. I know they will be marked by some sadness, but it’s also an opportunity to reframe the holidays and make new memories and traditions. I feel hopeful.