I picked up Mark, we went to airport to pick up MN and Utah grandsons. who were joining us for ZeroOne Festival San Jose, CA.
Mark finagled gate passes for both of us to pick up MN Brian. I started crying. my heart was too full with happy. It was going to be the ugly cry, and it wasn't going to stop.
We sat down a few minutes. It didn't stop.
We ordered fries. It didn't stop.
We went to gate. Thank God something was happening to distract me. A guy was playing the recorder beautifully while waiting for his flight, and we got to talking with him and another lady.
The one who gave us the gate passes from the ticket counter, happened to be there at the gate. She called out to me, "I'll let you know when he's coming up the walkway." I looked at her confused not recognizing her, and asked, "My grandson?" Yes. Everyone waiting now knows I'm expecting someone special. Before she announced my grandson's arrival, I let the two people know, "I was near tears about seeing my grandson, and you two distracted me. Thank you!" They grinned. Then everyone watched the reunion.
Went to lunch. Then back to pick up Utah grandson. Brian and I couldn't go in.
Dropped off Mark at work, later picked him and co-workers up to go out and see the available art installations (festival hasn't started).
So cool to see Rain Dance (see video). Great Indian food, and proud of my adventurous and curious grandsons. Then we saw the monkeys, where a ZeroOne Festival official photographer took lots of pictures of us, and let me know the city hall art installation was also available tonight. We went. So cool (see video).
