{"id":253,"date":"2012-10-19T22:47:46","date_gmt":"2012-10-20T03:47:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/?p=253"},"modified":"2012-10-19T22:47:46","modified_gmt":"2012-10-20T03:47:46","slug":"unicorns","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/?p=253","title":{"rendered":"Unicorns"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_254\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?ssl=1\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-254\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-254 \" title=\"Me, Rob, Peter S. Beagle\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?resize=300%2C199&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?w=300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?w=1024&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?w=200&amp;ssl=1 200w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?w=1300&amp;ssl=1 1300w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/DSC_0306.jpg?w=1950&amp;ssl=1 1950w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-254\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Me and Rob, with Peter S. Beagle<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Rob and I went to NYCC the past weekend. \u00a0The picture there?&#8212;&gt;<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s us with Peter S. Beagle. He wrote <em>The Last Unicorn<\/em>. \u00a0 I also got to meet Tess Gerritsen&#8211;Grandpa helped her when she wrote <em>Gravity<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the small things like that which catch me and make me sad. \u00a0Because they&#8217;re the things that I would&#8217;ve told Mom, and that I would&#8217;ve posted on facebook, and she&#8217;d like them.<\/p>\n<p>And when I caught myself thinking a signed copy of <em>The Last Unicorn<\/em> would&#8217;ve been the perfect Christmas present.<\/p>\n<p>Those moments, I have to remind myself that Mom&#8217;s gone.<\/p>\n<p>But that moment&#8211;crouched in front of the table to hear Mr. Beagle talk (he&#8217;s very soft-spoken), and telling him that Mom got me into \u00a0the movie, and then the book, and that she&#8217;d passed away the previous week&#8211;that was worth the price of admission, worth the aggravation of the massive crowd. \u00a0I have to thank Jennie (<a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/Autumn2May\">@Autumn2May<\/a>) so very much for mentioning that she saw him. \u00a0If not for that, I never would have known to even look for him, much less look in the Artist Alley area of the con.<\/p>\n<p>Grieving is something of an odd process for me. It tends to come in bits and pieces. I attribute this to having lived in New England for so long&#8211;the same thing happened when my grandmother passed away, and then with my grandfather. Every now and then, I still have a moment where the phone rings, and I half expect to hear my grandmother&#8217;s voice, though those times are much more rare than right after. That&#8217;s sort of how I&#8217;m reacting with Mom&#8211;those little moments I mentioned earlier, and expecting to see her name pop up to like pictures or statuses on facebook.<\/p>\n<p>I made one very conscious decision&#8211;I will not remember Mom as she was in the hospital. I cannot reconcile that memory with all the other memories I have. Instead, I&#8217;ll remember her from her visit at Christmas, and as she was at my wedding in Alaska. And I will always remember the silly faces that she would sometimes make for the camera.<\/p>\n<p>And the unicorns.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_255\" style=\"width: 234px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?ssl=1\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-255\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-255 \" title=\"Unicorns\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?resize=224%2C300&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"224\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?w=224&amp;ssl=1 224w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?w=764&amp;ssl=1 764w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?w=1936&amp;ssl=1 1936w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/blog.stellamortis.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/IMG_1339.jpg?w=1300&amp;ssl=1 1300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 224px) 100vw, 224px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-255\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">So many unicorns<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rob and I went to NYCC the past weekend. \u00a0The picture there?&#8212;&gt; That&#8217;s us with Peter S. Beagle. He wrote The Last Unicorn. \u00a0 I also got to meet Tess Gerritsen&#8211;Grandpa helped her when she wrote Gravity. It&#8217;s the small &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/?p=253\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[4,30,7],"tags":[67,69,68],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s3TGyK-unicorns","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=253"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":260,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions\/260"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.stellamortis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}