My Mom and I spoke at Time Out for Women in Oklahoma City.
Sure, it was way back in May, but I still want to write about it because I really loved that place.
It was beautiful from the air (my traditional "airplane-window-pictures" are here).
It was beautiful driving around.
And the people were beautiful inside and out.
Our driver took us by the Oklahoma City bombing memorial en route to the venue.
It was beautiful.
There was a hushed reverence surrounding my friend Whitney and I as we hustled in from a busy street for our allotted two minutes of time to take it all in.
I love how architecture can create such a sacred feeling.
Lining the water there are empty chairs symbolizing all those who lost their lives in the bombing:My friend Whitney wrote about her thoughts on these chairs in her post here and I loved her analogy to the unique "chairs" we each have in life.
This was my favorite paragraph:
“I’m too busy to sit down,” we say, scurrying distractedly past who we are, “I’ll sit later.” Or “Surely there must be a fancier chair. This isn’t what I intended for my life”, we lament, “I’ll wait for a better one.” Or, “I can’t sit in that chair,” as if we we're a pretender to a throne, though it's legitimately ours, “better to stand aside for someone more deserving.”
Isn't that so true? And so beautifully written?
I thought this statue of a mourning Christ with his back to the monument was particularly poignant:
The event itself went well. Time Out for Women events always seem to do that.
The women in charge know their stuff.
I loved meeting Whitney in person after being in touch with her when she went out of her way to help me with the I Love Lucy project here.
And I loved meeting Macy Robison who did a phenomenal performance with the multi-talented Whitney as her accompanist. (I'm so excited I get to do this with them again in Logan and in Phoenix in the Fall.)
Macy was so sweet to let me take over her baby for just a little bit...
...the baby wasn't so sure about my take-over.
Oh man sometimes I just want one of those so much it makes my heart hurt.
We also got to meet many sweet blogging friends, but only one who we got a picture with:
I always love hearing Mariama's presentations.
So full of HOPE and the power to BECOME the person we really want to become...sometimes despite the most horrific odds.
I feel so very blessed to be part of Time Out for Women.