Class of 1998

Hard to believe, but it’s been almost twenty years since I graduated from high school. Where has the time gone? It seems like yesterday I was preparing for my last few months of high school. I would get to spend my last few months doing a senior project. Mrs C., my English teacher was my advisor for the project. I worked with a pre-school. Who would have thought? Me working with kids? I definitely was a different person back than. I wondered what changed to where I like four legged children the best for kids.

At the same time as I was preparing for my soon graduation, I thought I couldn’t wait to see friends again. They would meet my husband and children.  I would show them pictures of the children. Mind you, this was before cell phones. So, my idea at the time would be to carry pictures in my wallet. 

Twenty years ago if you asked me if I would go to my reunion. I would comment, “duh..of course.”  If you asked me now? I would bite my lip and ponder. Maybe say, “I don’t know. Maybe?” Where in the past twenty years did I change my mind? I’m betting the last five years.

When it had been time for my ten year. I didn’t even know about it. Nothing as for as I knew had been planned. I found out from former classmates we did have one. I believe it was at a bar. I heard not many people went. I would have loved to see around 800 people in a bar.

Five years later, people tried to get everyone together and do a fifteen year reunion. We went to a local restaurant. Again around 800 in my class. Maybe under 100 showed up? I worked at the time with a former classmate. She didn’t even hear about it. I think word only had gotten around thanks to Facebook. I did enjoy seeing old friends. I reconnected with them. There were a couple there I avoided at the same time. As I talked with my former classmates, I wondered what might be going through their head. Was I married? Any kids? What’s wrong with her? It was bad enough I was nowhere near where I thought I would be. Not even close. If my eighteen year old self saw me. She would have shaken her head.

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Thanks again to Facebook, I added classmates to my Facebook. Five years later, there are some I have unfriended or they had unfriended me. We either lost interest or I realized who they truly were. Which brought up other questions like, why was I even friends with them? If I go to the reunion, will they question why I unfriended them? I do still have friends on Facebook, of course. Those are friends I would want to see at the reunion. Okay, no. There are a couple I haven’t unfriended yet, but I’m getting close to. I’m sure they wouldn’t even notice I unfriended them. For those I want to see again? I don’t need a 20 year reunion. I could just message them to hang out.

I lost touch with a lot of people and feel like the reunion would be awkward. I haven’t even seen anything listed about it. If there is no reunion, I probably would be okay. If the reunion takes place and I miss out on it? Would I regret not going? If I regret, there is always the 30th reunion. Right?

So, do I go? What did you do or plan on doing?

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