The words escape me each time I sit down to write.
There is so much I want to say – so much I need to say – about the Mom 2.0 Summit. And don’t even get me started on the Iris Awards! That post will come later. One step at a time.
I don’t know why this has been so difficult. I find myself just replaying the week over and over in my mind trying to keep the feelings fresh.
Trying to process it all.
Maybe I’m struggling because writing it down will make it officially over. Maybe I’m afraid that my words could never do justice to what the experience meant to me. Maybe I am just trying to savor the feelings enough in my own mind before I share them with the rest of the world.
I’m like that, you know. I am actually a very private person a lot of times when it comes to my feelings. Hard to believe, given what I do. I’m a writer – a storyteller – after all. But sometimes I just hold my emotions close to my heart and try to never let them go.
Mom 2.0 Summit is so much more to me than just a fancy conference full of Prosecco and swag and playing dress up. It is that for sure, and I love it, but there’s a whole other layer to it that you might not recognize just by looking at my pictures.
Mom 2.0 is also full of support and encouragement and hope for the future. It is full of networking and bonding and true friendship. It is full of motivation and inspiration and validation that what we do matters.
That our work – that my words – are important.
These are the things I struggle to explain. If I could show you my heart you would see the impression the past week has left on me. It’s kind of magical, really. A transformation that you don’t even realize is happening while you are there.
What else can I share about last week, except that I’m thankful.
I’m thankful for the chance to travel to new places and experience a little getaway from the mundane everyday momlife. (Although I missed my kiddos with every part of me.)
I’m thankful for the opportunities I had to learn and grow and step out of my comfort zone. (This introvert did some serious peopling and even a little public speaking. Gasp!)
I’m thankful for the time spent with old friends getting closer and sharing our hearts, and for the time making new friends who I can’t wait to spend more time chatting with. (K.I.T., new friends.)
Yes. I am thankful for it all.
So, thank you, Mom 2.0. You fancy, magical conference, you.
Thank you so much.