A Decade Done Gone
When I was a kid, 10 years seemed tantamount to an eternity. As it turns out, it's an eternity in a blink of an eye. This weekend is my ten year high school reunion and I'm simply not sure what to think about it. A large chunk of me feels tall and strong and smart and ready to show these people I haven't seen in 10 years what good work I've made of myself in those years. The remaining splintered pieces shrink to my awkwardness, my self-doubt, my suspicions of failed expectations, my annoyance that I haven't burned away that tire around my waist, and my fears that life hasn't yet and won't ever turn out as I had imagined. My mind on occasion can be a chaotic messy muck - a surprise to even me still. I just hope the face I bring to the reunion is true and open and fearless. And I also hope to have a hell of a good time.

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I came in from SF for my 10 year reunion. My parents dropped me off. No lie. Good luck this weekend Katie- here's wishing you poise and lotsa fun. More than anything I bet it will be WEIRD.
I'd say you were pretty brave to show up alone. I'm riding along with my friend and her husband. Safety in numbers! Thanks for the well wishes. And I don't doubt what you say - it will be weird!
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