It’s great to reconnect at high school reunion
Recently I attended my 50th high school reunion. I couldn’t believe how many of my classmates attended. I was also saddened by the number of others who have passed away. Some never made it back from Vietnam, others have been killed in accidents or by disease, but all will be missed.
People came from all over the country to reminisce and reconnect. They ranged from doctors and engineers to educators and even an orchid grower. As the afternoon continued, I was surprised to find a woman who has been in my Zumba class for months. We had commented before that we each looked familiar and now we knew why.
If there was one person I was really hoping to meet, it was my first love. We met on a blind date when I was 15 and instantly connected. Things happened, as they usually do, and we broke up and eventually lost touch. He was a few years ahead of me in school, so I wasn’t sure if he would even be around for this reunion.
Then my cousin Diane, ever the social butterfly, appeared by my side with a man in tow. Instantly I was 15 again on that first blind date. We talked about our past, our children and our lives. We both recalled what a magical time we shared and how strongly it has impacted us even all these years later. I am grateful to have been able to reconnect with so many people from my past and especially to have the opportunity to know my first love one last time.