Karen's 10 Year High School Reunion
Okay, this is one event I didn't think I'd be attending. As a military
brat, I went to school all over the country and just happened to be in
Northern Virginia when I graduated high school. West Springfield High School
was in a suburb of Washington DC so we had lots of military, diplomatic,
big business, and government types. During the Gulf War, we got weekly
phone calls from Saudi Arabia from parents. I made some really good friends
there, but seriously doubted anyone would be able to find me 10 years later.
(I thought I'd be settling down once I left my position as military dependent,
but I've actually moved around more on my own. Go figure.) But thanks to
my friend, Dawn, I found out about the reunion and signed up.
school was fun while it lasted. I was pretty much a geek with geek friends
but we had great times together so the chance to catch up with them was
kind of irresistible. I couldn't take any time off from work (due to the
time suck that is our upcoming trip to Egypt!) so I hopped a red-eye flight
on a Friday night (which turned out to be my second worst flight of all
time, but the details are pretty boring), hung out with friends Saturday,
went to the reunion Saturday night, had brunch with friends Sunday morning,
and caught a flight back Sunday afternoon. It was a whirlwind schedule
but thanks again to Dawn I had a place to crash and some one cool to hang
out with the whole time.
The reunion itself was weird, but strangely enough, exactly like prom.
I hung out with the people I knew. Everyone looked great and was doing
well. I felt so happy for all of them. The DJ was terrible, the student
government people had pulled everything together then made cheesy speeches,
and I wished I was there with my best friend. At prom, we came with other
dates, but this time he was too busy with a film to make the trip back
east. The parallels were strange yet comforting. In the end, I'm very glad
There were some people I wanted to see who didn't show up of course.
One had a really good excuse though - she was about to go into labor. Congrats
Kate! I hope you and your new son are doing really well.