I got a message by facebook the other day and I am still reeling from it. It was an old friend from high school asking me about our 30 year reunion. Should we have one or not? Now understand that I am not the type to get upset by age. Most years I don't even know exactly what age I am. It was sometime after year 18 that this happened because it no longer seemed necessary. (I don't like math). I guess I shouldn't be surprised that I didn't know how many years it had been since my High School Graduation because, anytime someone asks I just tell them the year and let them do the math. (hehehe). I always did the same when they asked how old I was.(It really works because they do the math and tell me how old I am.) Anyway, I digressed. I thought that since it is year 30 and I still have soft feelings towards every single classmate that I should honor this year somehow. I decided to post a couple of pictures of our little class (Yep, that is all 12 of us) as we were then.
It is easy for most people to look back at then and think, "wow, those were the days." They were fun days but I wouldn't go back even a single year. There have been many days and years since then. Many mistakes and many lessons learned. Tears have been shed and there has been much laughter. There have been memories made. Some of those memories are heartbreaking and sad. Some of them are filled with joy. They are all memories of things that shaped who I am. I am not perfect but I am better than then (mostly) Yes, I have aged, and the middle age spread caught me, but it is what has happened inside me that is so valuable to me. It is hard earned and worth every tear. I have learned to be patient, more kind, more generous. I have learned to love so much better (Still working on this one). I have learned how to be a wife and a mother. I can not really even begin to tell you everything that I have learned but, you get the idea. I look forward to the years ahead because I know they will be filled with more of the same. There will be new lessons, new challenges, new problems, new victories. One new lesson that I really look forward to was announced today. I am going to learn how to be a Grandma! (or Gigi sounds good to me) What a wonderful new blessing it will be.(I wonder if it will be a boy or girl?) I hope we get to have that reunion because I would love to see those beloved people again and see how life has shaped them.
Until Next Time