I’ve mentioned before about Amu’s doll hobby, and it’s about that I’m focusing on today instead of the comic or knitting or amigurumi. When you have a hobby that’s relatively niche, you tend to go out of your way to find people near you who share that interest so you can stay sane, and realize that you’re not alone. The internet’s a valuable tool for connecting people but it can only do so much. At some point you need face to face contact, and doing this gives us the opportunity to meet some incredibly interesting people who we would never talk to if it weren’t for that one thing we have in common.
Amu and I have been attending monthly local doll collector meetups for the past few months, and taking opportunity to spend time with the people we’ve met whenever we can. I can honestly say I see some of these people far more frequently than I do some of my best friends. You get close, and you get attached. It’s very difficult to get attached to someone you’re just getting to know. It can get confusing and painful when they’re not there anymore.
Yesterday evening Amu and I were told one of our friends from the doll meetup group is no longer with us. It’s still slightly surreal, and it still hurts. I go to these meetings to support Amu’s hobby and because I think it’s interesting. Heck, I have two dolls now due to a variety of circumstances.
On the left in the photo above is Captain Beauregard. He’s MY doll–a gift from the missus last Christmas. To his right is Timi, his girlfriend. Timi belonged to the girl we’ll no longer get to see. She would have been 18 next month and would be going to college in the Fall. We were just beginning to know parts of her that lay beyond that exterior personality some of us wear around other people. We were almost beyond the shell.
I’m both without words and full of questions. I just. Don’t. Get it.