Reunions are funny things, aren’t they? Some people love them, some dread them. Some “boycott” them (like Superman did for one of our high-school ones!). Some like reunions of family, but hate reunions of friends. Others like reunions of friends, but hate reunions of college chums where you feel like you should have lived up to something by now. …
I loved a recent post I read from Billy Coffey called Reunion. He was talking about a high-school one, though — his 20th. But his description of the dread and uncertainy is spot-on.
Yet that’s not the one I went to this weekend. In fact, the one I went to this weekend wasn’t even associated with my high school (exactly). And we’ve known each other longer. … And, in full disclosure, this wasn’t even the actual reunion — it was a “mini-one” to start planning for a bigger one.
Hmmm … I’ll let you try to guess which reunion it is (although I don’t think you will!) — want to take a guess?
When you’re done guessing, you can hop on over here, and read about which reunion we were planning.