Reunion thoughts.
Current mood: pretty
I received a pamphlet in the mail from our High School reunion committee. I brought it to work with me because I work with people from different classes besides mine - to see if they knew where any of the missing people are.
Dana was looking at it. She said "I didn't go to mine because most of the people from my class went to college. I didn't want them to be like 'haha...you're a single mom who didn't go to college.' then she contradicted herself by also saying she 'was proud of where she was'.
Then Cyndi spoke up and said she hated her reunion because most of the people were like that ("I went to college and you didn't"). "I went to the 10-year, but that was it for me, I had enough of those people." Jill chimed in, "yeah, everyone at school made fun of me, why would I go? I didn't like them either."
This made me start questioning the people I went to school with. 'Were they like that?' - well, some of them were. No lie.
But, most of our class grew up together. If you weren't friends with someone, you at least knew who they were. However, the class reunion horror story Cyndi told made me question myself.
What have I accomplished?
I never had the party time. I never went to college. I've been working constantly for 11 years now. When everyone else was having their exams and essays, I was supporting a disabled mom, solo. While I'm not complaining, my life was definitely different than average.
However, who are these people to judge? At a reunion, they usually have not seen you in 10-years. People change a LOT in a decade. I'm not the same girl I was. Sure, I'm not married, I don't have kids, and I live in the mexi-ghetto. But, I've also grown up. Lived some. Had serious relationships. Been knocked down. Traveled. Experienced. And grown.
As of now, I will be attending the reunion alone. Even if I am dating someone, I am unsure if I would want him to meet people I've known my entire life so fast. It doesn't bother me that I will be walking up alone. I know who I am and where I am. And I know that once I get there, my friends will embrace me, regardless.
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