I went to my 10-year high school reunion this weekend. I never thought I would go - high school seemed like such a distant memory. The first night was actually a little tough. I’ve been through 10 years of changing and growing and coming into my own and was suddenly surrounded with 60 people I hadn’t spoken to since I was 17. I felt awkward and insecure and…17! The second night was better; Bob flew out for the big dinner, and I got to spend some quality time with old friends I hadn’t realized meant so much to me. At least until the 4th cosmo - I don’t remember as much after that. But I think having Bob there grounded me; reminded me of who I am now.
My friends are lawyers, politicians, people managers and marketing professionals. A couple engineers and bankers and one bartender. It’s weird to now know them that way when my last impression of them was defined by whether they were good in math or softball, who was dating who and who had the best curfew. And what their dreams were.
A couple of the girls I will keep in touch with - I really want to this go around.
It’s amazing how looking backward makes you so sentimental.
October 16th, 2002 at 1:05 pm
Pretty insightful stuff, honey. I’m so glad that I got to be with you - thank you for making me a part of it.
I love you very much.