The first half hour was very surreal. I graduated with a class of 600+, so it was hard to know everyone even back in the day… but to recognize people I haven’t seen in 30 years? – dauting to say the least!!, and oddly amusing.
There are those who have changed so much you aren’t really sure they’re the same person.
There are some who haven’t changed at all… well at least maturity-wise!
There are those who you would recognize any day… those who truly look the same. (Apparently I am one of these, as that was the first thing almost everyone said…. which has me slighly worried that I’m one of those poor people with the truly dated look and doesn’t realize she has left the 70’s :o)
Some are bald, some are heavier, some have spent too much time in the California sun. Some kind of made you sad.
It was truly a hoot. Many of these people I went ALLLL through school with, from Kindergarten to graduation day, but haven’t seen since that night 30 years ago (it was actually 30 years ago, to the day). Those oldest friends were the funnest to hook up with again, and the easiest to recognize. Some I didn’t realize how much I have missed… the ones who ask about your parents, and what you’ve been doing, and really want to see your kid’s pictures.
All in all, everyone seemed to just have a fun time – the cliques were gone, most had “gotten over themselves” and everyone seemed genuinely happy to see everyone and anyone.
I’m glad I went.
I try to never take for granted all the blessings God has given me… my husband, my marriage, my children, my entire family, who really does love each other and get along. Let’s just say, after this weekend, I am ever more so thankful. Not everyone has what I have… I am truly blessed.