I went to the Mom 2.0 Summit. It was beyond words.
I’m choosing to post without pictures because I can’t link to everyone without forgetting someone important.
I’ll be very honest (not brag-gy) in telling you that I’ve been to a lot of conferences. I’ve spoken at quite a few. I’ve enjoyed my time at each.
But this one was the best.
I’m not sure what made it the best.
Maybe it was quality time. You didn’t feel that you were rushing from one event to the next to get everything in. Interactions weren’t a drive-by blogging. You SAW friends. You SPENT TIME getting to know someone. You actually HAD a meeting. You HELD a conversation. You RECONNECTED.
Maybe it was the chance to feel challenged again. Being with a group that seemed to just feed off the creativity around them was an experience you want to have over and over.
Maybe it was seeing what made people decide to become writers. That creative light that simply beams out of whatever they’re doing. A picture. A bag. A string of words. A laugh.
Maybe it was that you felt those moments again and again and again instead of just a precious few times.
Maybe it was that every person I saw from Aiming Low, old friends or first-timers, felt like home.
Maybe it was a little bit of each of those things.
Maybe it was a lot.