The 10-year reunion part 2 was fun tonight, although in a slightly different way. Last night was more extreme because you were seeing people from a whole different chapter of your life for the first time in years. And there were a lot more people. But thankfully I really like trying to talk to everyone and learn their stories. Cuz I really do care, you know? Not in deep personal way, but in that I am truly glad to hear people are doing well.
I mean, I share some roots with these folks. I went to school for five years with just 25 kids. Then we merged into 70 maybe and then to 125 as our graduating highschool class. Even though I wanted to see everyone, I kinda longed to see those 25. I only saw five, including my friend Andy.
Anyway, tonight people had fallen back into their cliques again a little. Understandable. You want to know how everyone is, but you really to hang with your friends too. I still talked to everyone. It was easier as there were fewer people. Actually, I might have spent too little time with my very closest friends. But frankly, I have seen Malissa and Jessica quite a bit and I will continue to see them. They are my lifelong friends. Most of the rest of these people I won’t see for another five or ten years. Maybe never. Whose to say even where I will be?
And at the end of tonight, not everyone ended up going to the same bar. And although I would have enjoyed going out with those I haven’t and won’t see, I chose to get a drink with one of my other lifelong friends of whom I see less than Jess and Malis. And I’m really glad I did. I really appreciated that time with he and his wife. HE’S the person I have a deep personal interest in.
And there were a few others too that I was more personally touched by seeing and talking to. Close/best friends from different stages of my life that I don’t keep up with now. And yes, even a highschool ex. I was just so happy to hear about their lives because I truly wish them all the best, you know? They were good people who had a HUGE impact on my life. The formative years.
I couldn’t feel like any more different of a person than I was when I graduated from high school. I wonder if I seem different to them? Or is it just all my internal outlook on the world? Hm. Regardless, even though I discovered who I was after highschool (actually after my sophomore year in college), all the roots were laid then… with these people.
I feel very lucky that I had a positive reunion experience. But a lot of it was that I chose to have a positive experience before I even went. The fact that I had no expectations but to make the best of it allowed me to be pleased as punch that I had such a grand time.
And cheers to Pat Thorpe, Joe Neyens and Matt Adams. RIP.