My final Opening Weekend has come and gone.
It was a strange mix of emotions, happy and sad. There were so many children that I remembered from last year that were here over the weekend, many of my favorite patron children. It was lovely to see them and to be remembered by them; I had almost forgotten how beautiful an experience it is to see wonder in a child's eyes when they look at you. It was hot and crowded, and yes, there were a few not-so-nice patrons wandering around. But, thinking back on the two days, all I am left with is a sense of contentment, however bittersweet it is.
My eighth and final full season at the Bristol Renaissance Faire. I hope I can make it a memorable one for every child I meet this summer.
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