(Re)Union

I did not throw up before, during, or after my 20th High School Reunion.

Success!

I had a great time seeing old friends, especially a few I didn’t think would be there.

The most amazing thing was that I felt a sense of belonging. Kind of the opposite of the way I felt in high school.

Or maybe, it was exactly the way I felt. I just didn’t realize it at the time.

Back then, I must have thought there was something more. That “belonging” meant fitting in with the kids who were so visibly popular. Turns out, I belonged with my own friends all along.

And I could have been “belonging” with them all these years. Instead, I lost touch, got busy, forgot how to reach out.

Somehow, I forgot that I had friends. And that I still do.

Oh, also? I love the dress I found. It was so flattering and sexy. Skimming over my baby belly, and somehow accentuating my voluptuous breastfeeding figure while hiding the fact that I’m so lopsided. Or so I thought. The pictures tell a different tale. But just like in high school, I’m the only one noticing or caring or worrying about that.

Maybe.

How do you feel when you run into old friends? Do you find a piece of yourself that you forgot?

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5 thoughts on “(Re)Union

  1. My goodness, Kylie… This is a weird coincidence! I literally have to pay for my 20 year high school reunion tomorrow and have been arguing with myself if I even want to go! Having read your post, I’m thinking that my concerns are more to do with what high school represented “back then” rather than feeling comfortable with myself and the life I have “now”. You know what? I think I’m going to do it! 🙂 Thanks for sharing your experience.

  2. Aww glad you had fun. I like what you wrote about belonging to your own friend’s all along but never knowing it…often times we want to get caught up in wanting to be with the in crowd…missing out on the right one. Lovely picture too

    1. Thank you! I wanted to get all deep about reuniting with myself, my real self (not my neurotic-too-much-time-alone-thinking self) but I’ll save that for another day. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hope you are well.

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