I made it to my class reunion. I really wasn't sure what to expect and of course I was ready to go into "shell mode", you know the kinda mode where you figure there might be something hard to hear, deal with or see so you feel like you have a protective bubble around you. I didn't go in on shell mode, was just prepared in case. But ya know what...I didn't need to hit that mode!
My daughter and I got there a little early, actually the first to arrive *okie thinks she needs to write that on her calendar since she is generally fashionably late...then giggles to herself because she calls it "running on Indian time"*. My friend Heath and his wife soon showed up. The last time I saw Heath was at Gary's funeral. He didn't look any different, but then again I think in this electronic age in which we live and can see a lot of folks on Facebook it helps us feel we get to "see" people more than we really do. We went into the cafeteria and started setting things up. My daugther, who can be so wonderful at time...and it is getting to be most of the time these days knew just how those new fangled lunchroom tables worked and was able to get them set up in no time. Heath got the projector ready and started setting up the pictures.
There weren't as many people as we had thought would come but ya know what...I feel we all still had the best time ever. Ed, who started organizing this little shindig, and Heath did a fabulous job! I can't believe that after all these years Heath had the Last Will and Testament that he and I read at our Jr./Sr. Prom. He also had the Senior Spotlight which was a little paper, evidently I was the editor, where all the Seniors were interviewed about what they planned for their futures. Most were rather hilarious.
During the slide show there were quite a few pictures of Gary. I was able to look without tears, I was able to look without heartache. I was able to look with a warm feeling and a slight smile on my face. I had taken many of those pictures since I was on the school newspaper and yearbook staff and did a lot of the photography and darkroom work. I could remember the stories behind not only the pictures of Gary but many of the other pictures. I had no idea that I even still had those memories in my brain *okie thinks to herself...yeah my extraordinarily large brain, but I won't say that*. We all would start talking at a picture that brought the memories rushing back. Of course the majority of our classmates were not there to add their memories but it didn't seem to matter because the ones that were there...well we had enough memories of different events that would fill a book.
I also learned something very important last night...about how it doesn't matter how many years have passed, how long it has been since you have seen your "friends" they are always there for you! And that my dears, will be the story for tomorrow!
Okie, I follow by email and don't come over to post very often, but I read your message from yesterday and just had to comment...I felt so bad for you. Reading today's comment relieved me of my concerns. I'm so glad that you went to the reunion and that you've been able to accept and go on with your memories. Reunions are so fun and now you've got new memeories to cherish...enjoy the journey!ReplyDelete
Carol aka cyimbugbitten
I'm glad it all turned out good for you Okie!--Pat N.ReplyDelete
Can't wait for the rest of the story!!
So glad the reunion went well. I have mixed feelings about my reunions as I was an insecure, shy kid who was bullied on a daily basis in school. I'm a different person now, but seeing my classmates tends to push me back into my shell as some not so happy memories come back to the surface. I'm glad you felt comfortable sharing the story of Gary with us. Those fond memories will always be a part of who you are. Hopefully, all you've gone through had made you a stronger woman. Blessings to you Okie!!ReplyDelete
So glad all went well!ReplyDelete
So glad that it went well with your reunion. As one of the other poster's said, I was always insecure in school and felt like the outcast most of the time. Funny how time sometimes does or does not change those feelings. Fortunate for me, I have reconnected with a girl from high school who wasn't really a friend back then, but we have just become very good friends now. We have had some of the same life experiences and share the same faith and we have really bonded. I am so glad that you had a wonderful time. Thanks for sharing your heart with all of us.
P.S. That "running on indian time" comment cracked me up. You have a great sense of humor
I am so happy for you that the reunion went so well ... and even happier that all those memories left you with a warm feeling and a smile in your heart.ReplyDelete
Hugz to you GF!