Memories,
Like the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
The way we were...
Attending my 40th high school class reunion was absolutely wonderful. It was an evening full of memories from high school as well as making hours of new memories to carry away as well. We all laughed so hard. In fact, we laughed all evening!
There is something about your 40th reunion. We are all past the "stage" of trying to impress one another. We have all lived long enough to experience deep pain in our lives, and deep joys, and have had lots of character building moments to shape us. What wasn't important were our clothes or hair, or if we have put on a few pounds more than last time. What was important was our friendships that have carried us through the last 40 years. We have always remained close and have this special bond.
The bond comes from growing up in the boondocks, at the end of the road, in a little town in Alaska. There was no TV, no high school football. High School basketball was the whole towns entertainment. We all grew up together, experiencing the years from childhood to adolescence to young adults.
I am honored and priviledged and blessed to be a part of this class. It is a part of my heritage, a part of my past, and also a part of my future.
Already looking forward to our next reunion in 5 years: 2017
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