In more recent events, this past weekend was my 10 year high school reunion!! I have stressed about this reunion for almost a year. Did I really want to go? What had I done in those 10 years since high school that mattered? Would there be anyone there I wanted to see after all these years? After grappling back and forth with this issue for almost a year, I decided to go and get some closure on that chapter in my life.
When we moved to Tennessee from Florida, I was scared and had no friends. I spent the first school year in Tennessee at one school where I met my new best friend. My parents then bought a house and I had to change schools. I was mad and scared. I gained a lot of weight that summer from the stress of moving and having no friends and then starting yet another school. Much to my surprise, on the first day of 5th grade at my new school I made a friend. Her name was April. We are still friends to this day. Soon after meeting April, I met Peggy. She was WAY taller than me and everyone called us "Mutt and Jeff". She was friends with these two girls Rachel and Denise. The four of us clicked and we were best of friends all through 8th grade and into the 9th grade. Peggy and I were in band and Rachel and Denise were in color guard. We were still together all the time. Once we got into high school there were two more additions to our group. Sandy and Beth were in color guard and we all clicked immediately. Life was great. We did everything together. Sleepovers, shopping, etc. At some point Peggy got sick and left school. That left the five of us. We had so much fun. We loved the Backstreet Boys, N'Sync, and Hanson. We obsessed over their music and each band member. At some point in our senior year things went bad. If my memory serves me correctly, boys got in the way and there was some other trouble. We had a fight and I was out of the group. I went on about my life and made new friends. None were as good as the "group" but I made it work. They all remained friends and as time passed I got jealous of their friendship. I think that fight really affected me and the route that my life took. We became friends on Facebook last year and it was nice seeing how their lives had changed and the direction they took. I was jealous of the fun they still had and all their pictures.
These women were the reason that I went to my reunion. I wanted some closure I suppose. Emily came over and helped me get ready for the reunion and I looked fabulous! I walked into the bar where the meet and greet was held and then I saw Rachel and Denise. I almost cried. They look EXACTLY the same. Then I saw Sandy and soon after Beth came in the door. We had about 5 minutes of awkwardness and then time seemed to slip away. We were young again and laughing and suddenly it seemed to me that time heals all wounds. We took a group picture and looking at the picture later on I laughed at how we immediately went into our old "picture pose". Tallest to shortest, meaning I was in the front. We all looked the same. We talked about our kids, our parents, our careers, and it was wonderful. We met up again at the actual reunion and then went to the Chop House and crashed their bar.
I was so tired this morning from all the activities this weekend but so glad that I went. We are going to a concert in October and I hope that we don't wait 10 more years to get together. I learned this weekend that time does heal all wounds!
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