Putting the whole Blogher07 experience into words has been difficult for me so I'm not going to try too hard to do it. You'll just have to read Catherine's post about it. Why I found myself in tears after reading it, I do not know. Or, rather, I do know. I so wish everyone who thought it was going to suck could have gone to experience the sheer awesomeness that is 800 women together in one place.
It felt powerful.
There was so much genuine beauty and grace and love flowing from everyone I met there. It was so easy to talk to people. So easy to laugh with total strangers about pretending to use the urinals in the men's room. Normally reserved me chatted comfortably with complete and total strangers at the W bar. Even when I didn't know anyone in my immediate vicinity, I never felt alone.
I found myself in tears so many times over the course of the weekend (and it was only partly due to PMS). When Mary told me about talking to her kids on the phone, I cried. When Pundit Mom came up to me after the mommyblogging session and thanked me for speaking up on behalf her daughter, my emotions took over. When Cooper and Emily took the stage to talk about BlogHers Act—waterworks. And when I said hello to Elizabeth Edwards and looked into her soulful blue eyes, I barely kept it together.
That was Blogher to me. So much positivity. Such good feelings still. Such an empowering experience and not a place for bad vibeage or negativity or other silliness.
Surprisingly I find myself missing the collective presence of so many wonderful women, and so when Izzy Mom wrote today about a mid-year mama meet-up, the first thing I thought was, "Heck ya! I'm there."
A big hug to all mah Blogher peeps. I miss you!
