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My 25th high school reunion was everything these things should be and at the same time shouldn't.

Back then we had lots of cliques that everyone has in HS but last Saturday, they were gone. And the seemingly thin thread that held us together after all these years held. Bygones were bygones and the room was filled with laughter, hugs, pictures and stories that I just didn't remember. Time is at fault, but JD might have had a part in that too :)

Anyhow, whatever angst I had when I first got the evite, when I later started to consider going and blowing off my daughter's 7th birthday, and when I had while changing my evite status to "Yes" was gone within 5 seconds as I walked in the room filled with my classmates. They are more that HS classmates actually--despite our many differences and the years that have separated us, we are friends because have spent many formative years together (me since 7th grade).

In HS, I didn't appreciate what I had but I am glad that this weekend will renew my friendships and make me appreciate what I can have with my HS buddies.

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BTW, it was also great to see teachers that knew me from 7th grade--that knew me as a student in the classroom and as a kid outside of them. My algebra teacher was also my soccer coach--and his wife was my art teacher. I learned soccer that fall in 7th grade and continued to play the game--well enough to become captain of the JV team in 10th grade, move up to varsity mid-year and eventually captain the varsity team my senior year. He remembered so much about me, my classmates, about my brothers and family--and he asked me to say hello to all the next time I see them. I shall!

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My kids are in 2nd grade and their school/our school system is well regarded. But my hope is that they experience 1/1000th of what I did--and that will truly make me sing.