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Three events over the course of two days made up the Class of 2000 Reunion. The reunion was a lot of fun, but at the same time made me realize that I am so grateful for my life and what I have made of it. Most everyone there had been successful in some way with a career, children, and/or a spouse. It’s amazing to see how no one has really changed in ten years, but everyone has matured. Naturally, the events progressed as no time had passed with everyone flocking to their high school cliques.

The first event was a gathering last night at the Homecoming football game. It was fun cheering for the home team, resulting in a win for us. I spent the time catching up with my best girl friends in school. My very favorite part of the evening was spending time with such special friends. After the game, we had a bonfire with smores at the home of the married high school sweethearts. It was great fun to visit with more friends and catch up on what everyone was doing.

That evening I came to several conclusions: the jocks were still throwing the football around, the smart guys were talking about their intellectual jobs, the less ambitious ones were talking about their jail-time, the stuck-up girl was still acting rudely, the sweet girls were still sweet, the kids that partied all the time were still partying, the quiet kids were still quiet, the loud ones were still loud, and everyone that was married, married someone that complemented their personality.

It’s funny how no matter how much older I am, more confident I am, or successful I am, when put back in that atmosphere, my insecurities come flooding back to me. I felt out of place often in school, always feeling like the kid on the outside of the circle. I fit in right where I am in my life now, and I’m very happy, so none of that stuff even matters to me anymore.

To Be Continued…