Recently, I was asked to attend a high school class reunion. The head honcho of the reunion was a great person back in the day and I’m guessing, she still is. In all the decades since high school, I’ve never attended a reunion and debating whether or not to attend, got me pondering.
I mainly remember the cute girls and good people that I had the fortune to be around as a kid. And just recently, an old friend reached out to me and we connected along with two other close friends at a popular restaurant, owned by one of them. I enjoyed their company that day and reveled in the success of all three of them. But when I thought of the reunion, I still pondered whether or not to go.
I guess, at some reunions, probably more so the ones soon after graduation, some people try to show off that they’ve done great for themselves and are successes but for this reunion, after all the years of life’s trials and tribulations, that kind of behavior most likely would be far and few between. But I still pondered.
I thought about why I never attended any reunions. For me, it was that I had moved on to another life and another world and while doing so, leaving the other one in the rear view mirror. That new world moved in the direction of responsibility and maturity, because as a kid, I had very little of that. My life and I with it, became quite different from the days of yesteryear.
I went on and thought some more. All throughout the many years between graduation and now very few people reached out for some get together time. And I did not reach reach out much either. It was clear that our lives went on different paths.
So, what’s the big deal with going to this reunion anyway? I’d be sure to talk to some good people from the past, and there would probably be good food and adult beverages to boot. It’s a party for God’s sake! That sounded good but but there I went again, pondering.
I realized that I chose to move into another world. Like in a relationship, when you move away to someone else, you move on to another world and forget the past. Not amnesia forget, but you let go, you walk away and you dwell elsewhere. Why go back to that world?
So, I was close to a decision and I realized that it not only had to do with my reunion but had to do with anyone dealing with their own past related conundrums. Life moves on. It moved on for me. That world had not been my world for a long time. Why open that door again? I closed it for reasons. My life built and developed elsewhere. I say, today is real and yesteryear is but a faded memory in the light of your life today. Treat it as such.
So, after much pondering I chose not to attend my reunion. I consider it a privilege to have been a part of that world and I appreciate the vast majority of good people that I knew back in the day and any people who may have been scoundrels, are nothing but a forgotten blip on my radar screen. I moved on. Life moved on. I’m not going back. And as I would have said back in the day, there ain’t nothin there for me anymore.
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