My 25th high school reunion was a couple of weeks ago. I decided not to go and my husband asked me why. I tried to tell him that I just didn’t fit in with those people anymore.
See, I transferred out of that school in the middle of my sophmore year. I didn’t graduate from there. I didn’t go to prom. I didn’t date anyone from there. I wasn’t in any of the clubs, or on any teams there. I missed all of that bonding that happens in the last 2 years of high school. I just don’t fit there.
Plus, high school feels like a dream. I remember it. I can feel what I felt, but it has no “reality” to it. I lived it, but it doesn’t feel real. It feels like a dream.
I’ve said that high school was “several lifetimes ago.” How true that is! I have changed SO much since then. I went to college. I dropped out. I moved (several times). I got married. I got divorced. I went back to college. I graduated this time. I remarried. I had kids. See? I am SO very much NOT the person I was in high school.
High School was a dream. A nice dream. (That school anyway.) But still a dream. One that I like to revisit in my memory, but like most memories, the dream is probably much better than the reality. So I will refrain from going to reunion. I’ll only see those people on Facebook. After all, FB has that same “unreal” feel to it, now doesn’t it.
Or am I the only one that feels that way? Does that still feel real to you?