And I'm so glad I went.
It was actually a very good experience. In high school, I was the youngest person in my class and never quite felt like I was a part of it, or fit in. But, thankfully, 30 years after we graduated, I finally felt ok to be me and be there with them. I no longer felt like an outsider or unwanted. Everyone was very kind and it was fun visiting with them all and learning how they are doing. One girl came up to me and apologized in person (She already had over the internet) for filling my car with hay and dish soap our senior year. We hugged and I told her that it meant a lot to me that she would own up to it and apologize. She said it had bugged her for years. I told her that I had done/said things I wish I could take back and that thankfully we grow up and become better people.
It was very healing. I felt a genuine love for all of these people who I had struggled so much with in my high school years. It surprised me and I was very thankful that I decided to go.
Unfortunately, not many people from our already small class attended. 12-13 out of 45ish. Kind of sad. And I was the only one who lives in town who did attend.
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| top L-R: Cinnamon Christensen, Gwenaley Redd, Shelly Calvert, Shelly Deeter Front L-R: Kitty Barton, David Butterfield, Danny Rouse, Jodi Schaugaard, Kolene Black, Shelly Utley, Melonie Peterson, Kassie Barton |
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| Kitty and Kassie 'kuzzins' |
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