The Story of BlogHer {Part III}

August 17, 2010 - 5 Comments by Mishi - Blogging and Social Media, Me, Myself, and I

Swimming In The Sea

Last year after BlogHer in Chicago I was moved to write about those that touched me.  Those people that I had connected with through blogging that finally materialized into living, breathing creatures before me.  People that could hug me.  People that could laugh at my silliness.  People that would share real life moments in a real live city, and not just via email, twitter, or the blogosphere.  I wrote about them, introducing them [to you], because it was a new level of love and admiration that had sprung forth from the conference.

This year I came to find that the conference morphed into being more about me and who I am in the grand scheme of the matrix of bloggers and personalities.  There were familiar faces everywhere.  There were quickly passing minutes on a cushy bench; perfect for a quick gab session.  There were  hugs and kisses in the elevator, as well as accidental encounters.  There were waves from across the estrogen filled room.  There were commitments, and parties, and very little downtime—until it was solidly scheduled in.  There was so much,  so many, and so little time that—at times—it kinda felt a little bit like drowning.

Around every corner, though, was instant resuscitation; whether it was the quiet of a hotel room in the early morning hours, the seclusion of an unused panel room where tears were shared along with smiles and words of wisdom, or the arms of a group of besties enveloping you.  It didn’t matter, it was there and accessible.   The best part being that you didn’t have to look hard to find it, you just had to keep swimming.