what a week

My Nana is in the hospital this week, and I’m so scared and worried for her. She’s my favorite person in the world and she’s also 88 years old, so I have so many complicated, hard feelings that I’m not sure what to do about them. I’m also feeling a bit self-conscious, wondering – do I have a selection bias for sharing my upset/bad feelings on this blog more than my good ones? It’s hard to tell – sharing is the hardest part of writing for me, and my self-consciousness makes accurate self-reflection hard. I feel more comfortable writing my bad feels here, in a blog I’m not sure anyone is reading, than sharing them by telling someone about them, or posting on social media where I know people will see them. But I don’t want to seem as though I’m experiencing all bad things, so here’s a video of a thing that made me smile this week:

I’m so grateful to be a part of this community, particularly when hard weeks come along, because I feel so supported and surrounded by love here.

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Mel Compo is an interdisciplinary artist, playworker, and facilitator at the New York City Agile Learning Center. Their work with children centers play, art-making, city adventuring, and open conversation about language, bodies, gender, networks, emotional intelligence, brain plasticity, and cycles of growth. Mel studied the intersections of SDE, poetry, and the history of American education NYU’s Gallatin School of Individualized Study. They live in Brooklyn, New York.

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