“Mom, I can’t write my driver’s test today because I don’t have the proper documents.”
“What else do you need?”
“A form signed by a prison warden or a lawyer stating they’ve known me at least two years. So, if I’m being released from prison it’s a go, but otherwise I’m outta luck until my passport’s renewed.”
“Go see M; she’s a lawyer and you’re around the corner from her and she knows you.”
For the most part, this was the text-versation that happened one month ago when my would-be driver was trying to take the exam that will allow him to hit the road (with mom or dad in tow). Most moms would have driven him to the examination office themselves, but not me. I sent my son off with a woman I met on Twitter and then had him get official documents signed by another woman I met on Twitter while I stayed home to plug away at deadlines.
Several years ago, an online chat about apples and another one about Jack Johnson led to more conversations and the realization that we shared some things in common—a bent sense of humour, the ability to spot bullshit, and a creative streak. Once we realized we also lived in the same area, meeting in person to see if each of us was as awesome as our online personas said we were was the next step.
After spending years teaching our own kids to be wary of strangers we meet online, the idea of a coffee shop meet-up was too much of a stretch. Enter BlissDom—a conference designed to expand our circles in the safe company of a few hundred other people who have all likely already met online too. We gave each other descriptions and met in the lobby where the conference was being held, we went for lunch, and talked for hours. It turned out our online personas hadn’t lied; we really did have a lot in common.
BlissDom allowed me to expand the roadmap for my creative and professional life. I began blogging to create a writing habit, but knew there was more I could do with it. The people I met at my first conference helped me develop the confidence to look critically at what I produced and to pitch myself for projects I wanted. Since then I’ve been writing about food for Yummy Mummy Club, travel for Life In Pleasantville, and now work behind the scenes at YMC, too.
But by far the best surprise to come out of that first BlissDom Canada conference was friendship. There’s no bullshit with the group of women I met that weekend, and who have since become friends. We’re all past the game playing, high school days and value honesty and mutual support. These are people with whom I can laugh and cry and drink wine. We can discuss topics without it degenerating to argument, crude jokes are acceptable and sometimes required, we’ll take middle of the night (or day) calls from each other, and I even trust them with my kid’s driving test. BlissDom helped make that happen.
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