It was really good. I succeeded this year in counting all 49 days of the omer. The count for the 49th day occurred Friday night, and I took my son to shul with me to count with the community. (It’s nice that my teenage son is willing to go with me!) That was a special experience.
The intensity continued into Shavuot itself. However, there’s no way I could have lasted all night learning. It makes me a little sad to think there so much MORE I could be doing, when I feel like I’ve come such a long way and am doing more learning than ever before. But I have to accept my own limitations and where I am right now, and I have to focus on what I am doing well.
We used to avoid shul on Yizkor days when we had little kids, because we felt they might be disruptive to the (mostly) older women who show up. But now my kids are grown, so we have started going on Yizkor days again. It’s nice to be there more, but all that shul-going (and getting the kids ready) can be draining. The good thing was that it came right after Shabbat so by the time Shavuot came, I had done all the reading I planned on doing. So it helped me live in the moment more.