There hasn't been anything really exciting going on in my life these last few weeks that's been worth posting... but thought I'd try to come up with something to write about.
The big buzz in one of my friendship circles--the ones from high school-- is about our upcoming reunion in May. I can't believe it-- it's been 10 years since I roamed the halls of Gulf Breeze High School as a student!
From occassional trips home, a few e-mails here and there, and what from I've read in the hometown paper, I catch bits of information here and there about the school and some of my classmates. There's sure been a lot of changes in the last decade. The school from the outside looks so different from my time (and I haven't been inside since I made visits while working with the Red Cross back in '02) and I've been fortunate to hear great news of marriages, births, career moves, and exciting travels of so many.
Everyone appears so excited about it... how come I feel so indifferent?
It looks like it's going to be a great reunion, but I guess I'm not going to go. The deadline for the deposit came and went, and I just didn't feel motivated about going. Apologies to those who I promised 10 years ago that we'd meet in 2006 to snicker and jeer at those who tormented us.
I thought to myself... why go to something to see people that I haven't seen in years who I really didn't even like back then to impress them with insignificant things? People who wanted to keep in touch with me... HAVE kept in touch with me, and I have likewise. I've had many reunions of my own with many friends, which was much more significant to me. Everything else I've heard about others I've learned through "unofficial" channels. I doubt my not showing up will dampen the festivities planned.
So, unless I shake this apathy, I will celebrate the class of 1996 celebrates, in spirit.
P.S.
I'm planning to make a visit home that weekend to see friends. If you'll be around, let me know.
