Last year I set up a booksale table in the bazaar tent for homecoming at Roberts. What fun to meet the alumni coming through, to hear their stories, to watch them carefully sort through our carts of books and select some things to add to their home libraries!
I watched the parade wend its way through campus, wandered quickly through the other booths, chatted with faculty and students and parents and kids and enjoyed a piece of cake at the seminary table in celebration of ten years.
In the process, I managed to help weed out our overburdened back shelving and direct lost persons to places of interest.
This year I will miss it all. Crowds are still a no-no for me, not to mention that I do not have the stamina to last even through a morning of commotion. The booksale will only happen if others have time to set it up, and then only in the library and not in the tent. Sigh.
It has been the same with other events like not going to Mom's birthday and missing weddings and celebrations and parties. I keep telling myself that there will be other opportunities, that next year I will be able to go. And I know that's so. Still, it's hard to sit home and twiddle your thumbs (or nap) when exciting activities are afoot!
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