Time and again I think it's a great idea to reunite with those we learned life's powerful lessons. In the time between we go in different directions. It's a guidepost to rejoin and reflect on the years past.
Lauren, Neva, Dana and I chatted at Rusch's last night and it was as if the past 20 years melted away. AND yet we'd had a lifetime inbetween as well. It's a little surreal and I'm reeling from the effect.
Humans.
We gain from our life experiences. It's wild that I scoffed at wisdom when I was 20, and thought I knew it all. Looking at my classmates, maps on their faces, I'd never give that wisdom up now for money or fame--it's what makes life rich. I know I see through more grounded eyes, and feel with a more potent compassion.
We in the Class of 1991 see more, feel more and frankly I believe enjoy more. Those here for their fifth reunion are in a different place. And there is for all of us, vulnerability in revisiting this place that binds us and which we love.
I hope for you, that you'll brave the fear of rejoining, and do this too. I made amends already to a lover from freshman year. I am listening to others and being helpful where I'd rant about my own life incessantly in my narcissistic way and babble on as if the world revolved around my experience. So far, reunion has given me perspective: I am an adult. I'm someone I feel proud to live in the experience of, and my love for this place which helped shaped the man I am today, grows.
I'm gaining more than I ever gave. Now that's an investment worthwhile. Give well.
Lauren, Neva, Dana and I chatted at Rusch's last night and it was as if the past 20 years melted away. AND yet we'd had a lifetime inbetween as well. It's a little surreal and I'm reeling from the effect.
Humans.
We gain from our life experiences. It's wild that I scoffed at wisdom when I was 20, and thought I knew it all. Looking at my classmates, maps on their faces, I'd never give that wisdom up now for money or fame--it's what makes life rich. I know I see through more grounded eyes, and feel with a more potent compassion.
We in the Class of 1991 see more, feel more and frankly I believe enjoy more. Those here for their fifth reunion are in a different place. And there is for all of us, vulnerability in revisiting this place that binds us and which we love.
I hope for you, that you'll brave the fear of rejoining, and do this too. I made amends already to a lover from freshman year. I am listening to others and being helpful where I'd rant about my own life incessantly in my narcissistic way and babble on as if the world revolved around my experience. So far, reunion has given me perspective: I am an adult. I'm someone I feel proud to live in the experience of, and my love for this place which helped shaped the man I am today, grows.
I'm gaining more than I ever gave. Now that's an investment worthwhile. Give well.
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