Reunited

18 Aug

Class reunions are for old people, right?  Not anymore.  Didn’t you hear?  Class reunions are the new college years.  Right?  Right?  At any rate, I had my ten year reunion this past weekend.  And, instead of being boring and stuffy – it was actually…well, fun.  There, I said it.  


On movies, class reunions always suck.  They are in some school gym, with mean spirited “clique girls,” balding jocks who still talk about that football game they almost won, and a disco ball.  Ours was nothing like this, thank goodness.  We had a great turnout – and people seemed to really enjoy seeing one another again.  I guess that’s what 10 years away from each other does for you!  

The school I graduated from is different than most.  It’s the only school in the county, so everyone goes there.  There is no private school in the district, either.  Just one school – where everyone goes from kindergarten until that much anticipated senior year.  On occasion, we would get a new student – but for the most part, it was the same ole’ crowd year after year.  This, of course, had its advantages and disadvantages.  On the plus side, it was nice to not only be able to name every person in your class, but to be able to name their siblings as well.  Most times, you even knew where their house was.  On the negative side, all of us girls dated the same guys over and over again.  Not to mention that everyone always remembered every stupid thing you ever said or did in class.  And secrets?  Forget about it.  No one ever kept one.  

By the end of our senior year, we were both excited and scared to leave our classmates.  I can remember sobbing all the way through our graduation ceremony, but also insisting that I go to a college where nobody from my high school would be.  And so I did.  Some days that seems like yesterday, and some days it seems like it was a hundred years ago.  

Seeing my classmates again and reminiscing with them was surprisingly delightful.  As cheesy as it is, I’m so proud of them.  We’ve come a long way since 1998 – (and I’m not just talking about our looks, because sweet Lord we made some bad choices back then) some of us are moms and dads, some of us are teachers, some of us are doctors, some of us are professors, some of us work in Corporate America, and some of us defend our country.  We’re older, wiser and more responsible, for sure.  More mature?  Well, for the most part.  All in all (and as my mama would say), we turned out pretty darn good!
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