The Saturday night of our Reunion, was a perfect night for it. It was hot, a little humid, and one of those nights that was made for outdoor partying. There was a tent (in case of rain), and the event was held at a classmates house. The yard was huge and gave all of us a place to roam around talking and joking with each other.
Think back to your High School days. You are in your teens, hormones are raging, and you are insecure and convinced that no one really knows you, or likes you and you are a vat full of insecurities! Well, flash forward, 40 years. It’s amazing how many people remembered me. How many people recalled nice things about me, and how much fun we all still can have together.
Oh, to go back and tell that teenage me, that life is good and everything would be okay. And that these people, did like me, did care. I guess the blessing of middle age, is getting together with your classmates and seeing that we all still have a great time together.
Several members of our class, who had missed the first 35 years worth of reunions, attended this time. It was so good to see them and catch up with their lives. My hats are off to the planners, the people who spent their day setting up and to the caterers. Everything was fabulous!!!
I volunteered to help with the planning of the next reunion. Five years will go by in the blink of an eye! In some ways I can hardly wait, but in other ways, I look forward to slowly watching my grandchildren grow up! Just think Savannah will be 9 in five years, and Quinn will be 5!