A Date With My Past.

Last weekend, I attended my class reunion. It's been 20 years since I left school. This is the first reunion I've attended (they have been having them every five years or so), and since I didn't remain friends with most of my school friends (except for a handful), this was the first time I've seen these people in 20 years.

What made me decide to go?

Curiosity, I guess. And an acceptance of where I am in my life now. I'm not sure I would have felt the same way when I had the opportunity to attend previous reunions.

I no longer felt embarrassed over my marital status or lack of children. And I was no longer concerned that I wasn't aging as well as I could.

The experience was surreal. I felt as if I was entering into some sort of time warp. What did I learn?

• I am aging QUITE well if I say so myself.
• My marital status is no worse than those on their 2nd or even 3rd marriage.
  
• I am, indeed, old enough to have a child in high school.
  
• Some of the people that I barely knew in high school seem to be really interesting now, quality people.
• People whom I found intimidating in high school did not have that effect on me now.
• I felt oddly comfortable in this room of "strangers". There's something about sharing a history, a foundation, that creates a sense of bonding.