Reunion | |
(written as i drove
to my Wylie High School class of 1988 ten year reunion) it's so strange to look around and see the faces of so many people I once knew . . . people who were so important in laying the foundations for who I grew to be. we've all traveled so many paths in the past years . . . some of us followed well laid plans . . . and others turned in directions that we could have never foreseen all those years ago. yet each of us has found success in our own ways . . . achieving our dreams or finding new ones along the way. we've married . . . had children . . . taken jobs and careers . . . yet much of who we are and much of our success we owe to that shared common history . . . growing up in the same small town . . . playing on those same fields of dreams . . . and working through the same classes . . . all those years ago. |