Minding my own business during a breezy afternoon on the beach, I heard the familiar ping of my BlackBerry. Ever since my first big upgrade, I haven’t been able to learn what the new sounds mean, so when approaching my phone I am always questioning whether I’ve received a facebook notification or an email. Alas, it was a facebook notification, an event invite to be specific, which I normally hate but that moment I hated even more. There it was: an invite to my 5-year high school reunion.
Now, I’ve known for some time that I am an “adult.” I’ve become almost 100% financially independent (thanks Mom for covering health insurance and my phone bill), I’m living far, far away from home, I have a college degree and I have a good job. I’m living on my own successfully, which should make me feel really grown up, but the truth is it was this invitation that really made me feel old.
As soon as I got it, I was transported back to a younger version of myself. A 15 year old girl eager to get to high school for one reason: my high school merged 2 middle school classes together meaning I would have a new pool of boys to crush on (but probably, no, definitely never talk to). High school was my world. I was convinced that if I was a nobody in high school, I simply wouldn’t be anyone, ever. The biggest problem I knew was flunking an exam or breaking up with a boyfriend. I didn’t know who I was, or who I wanted to be. Funny how things change, huh?
If I could go back and tell that girl all the changes about to happen, or tell her what she’s become, I don’t think she’d quite believe me. Aspiring photographer? Dream on. Living in Florida? Nah. Didn’t marry her first love? Crazy. Sometimes it only takes one little thing to remind us all of how much we have grown. What mistakes we’ve made, and how we’ve become better people because of them. Choices we’ve made that have lead us to where we are now. Knowing that in another 5 years when I receive my 10-year high school reunion invite I’ll probably be looking back to this very moment from a completely different and exciting point in my life.
So here I stand. One silly Facebook event invitation that’s made me take a hard look at myself, and the woman I’ve become. I must say, I’m pretty damn proud.
What do you think lovely readers? How did you feel when you got your first high school reunion invite? Did you find yourself reflecting on how you’ve changed since high school? Can’t wait to hear your thoughts and experiences!