I just got home from my 10 year High School class reunion. I had a blast! Indeed it's the best time I've had in quite a while (at least on the order of months). It's funny though, how many people whose lives you touch without ever really realizing just how much you mean to them. When I was in High School, I felt like nobody. I never hung out with anyone, I didn't socialize. I had several acquaintances, but hardly anyone I would really consider a real friend. Tonight though, I got a glimpse of how much I mean to people, and how much they mean to me. That I was able to walk in there and be welcomed, and could truly feel that I belonged as part of the group. To find that I really cared deeply for those around me, and that they cared for me, even though we hadn't seen anything of each other in a decade.
Tonight was something special. Blessings to the George Rogers Clark High School Class of 1998!!!
Poet and seeker of knowledgeMountain Legacy
-- Born in the isles, raised in Appalachia