The Things We Leave Behind-High School Reunion

This past weekend was my 40th High School Reunion. I did not attend even though it was held 5 minutes away from where I live. I did attend my 10th, 20th, 30th and 35th. Having reconnected with so many on Facebook it felt a bit redundant now; I know what everyone looks like, who their children are and how many they have, what they are doing for a living and for fun. There is no mystery anymore to come together and ooohhh and ahhh and exchange photos and catch up on the life we have all led for the past 40 years.

A Facebook group for the reunion was made, and the more I saw the comments that were popping up the more disillusioned I became, to the point where I left the group altogether. People hadn’t seemed to change, those who never had a nice thing to say or used sarcasm to get their point across were commenting on FB as they had 40 years ago in high school. Those who were bullies and pushy back in the day seemed so today too.

In high school I had two very close friends and then a group of friends I had classes with and occasionally got together with outside of school. My connections to most classmates in high school were superficial. We also had a graduating class of over 600, so it was hard to really know everybody. The people I had felt most connected to were those I had gone through elementary school with, kindergarten through 5th grade. They were the kids that lived in the neighborhood, that you had play dates with, that you knew each others houses like your own, their mothers were your mother too. Those bonds ran deeper than any from high school. At past reunions those were the people I sought out to chat with, to catch up with to reminisce and share a laugh with. Sadly many have died already, 40 from our high school class, 5 of whom were childhood friends. I logged onto Facebook on Sunday, the day after the reunion, and saw a post of one of those childhood friends I had gone through elementary school with. He was visiting the library in town and posted a photo of it. I quickly sent him a message asking if he was actually there now or just posting a photo from the day before, to which he replied he was there but about to leave. I told him I was coming right over to say hello. I got there and we laughed at the perfect timing. We chatted for just a few minutes before he headed back to Washington DC where he lives, glad to have connected, glad to have shared a few minutes to recapture a time gone by. That shared understanding of having come from the same starting point, that continues to bind us together no matter what. Some things are better left behind, while some of what was left behind can still be welcome in our present.

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17 thoughts on “The Things We Leave Behind-High School Reunion

  1. Yeah, I would never go to my high school reunion. Unless if I had a dynamite to bomb everyone! Bad joke. But seriously, I feel people’s real characters don’t change much, and life is too short. Those I couldn’t stick with after high school are long gone… and I think with good reason.

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  2. It’s funny you say this, because I’ve been told by so many people that ‘People have changed, they’ve grown up, it’s not the same, anymore, oh you should go, it’s such a good time’. All the same, they added me to the fb group and i left it twice very early on, because I just wasn’t getting any good feelings from it and have other things to push myself on. The same people made me uncomfortable and so I took myself out of the loop. The only way I knew it was this past weekend was that one of my friends posted about it. I’m not sorry I didn’t go either. One on one or smaller gatherings are more my style, anyway. Glad you got to meet up with him.

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  3. I have gone to a couple of multi coax reunions in the past five or six years. This have been, mostly, fun. But you’re right. People haven’t changed. Jocks are jocks. Cheerleaders are styli sing they’re thing. Players are still players, right under spouse’s noses. But those of us that were close are still close. I don’t know if I’ll try to go to the next one because they are a day and a half drive.

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    • that’s a long way to go Corina.My curiosity might have gotten me to go if there were no Facebook, but I think I have been caught up more than I ever cared to that way!

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  4. I had already moved to Florida by the time we had our 10th HS reunion, but had no intention of flying up to NJ. Then (for the very short time) while I was on FB, someone found me and all these classmates who I was not friends with in HS, wanted to be friends on FB. Weird, right? I watched the conversations for awhile and thought the same as you–nothing has changed. I had to get out. Closed out FB and lived happily ever after.

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    • Good for you Lois!I enjoy being FB friends with those elementary school friends, but have stayed away from accepting friend requests from those who I barely knew or didn’t want to know! 🙂

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  5. Very interesting reading Lisa. I understand your position on these reunions. i went to one and that was it. So uncomfortable. I felt so out of place, and some people seemed to brag about their accomplishments. I didn’t like school at all.

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