I am HERE!
I used to enjoy high school for the most part. And for the most part nothing exciting ever happened at my small all girls Catholic high school. We came to school, talked to our group of friends, went to class and then went home. Some girls boarded the charter bus and some like me took the regular bus home. After a long day of looking at all girls I was determined to look at a male and I didn't care if it was only the bus driver. So, regular bus here I came. I had a few close friends in high school, my best friend I still keep in touch with. The rest I lost contact with long ago.
So, when someone posted on Facebook about a mini reunion, that is what I called it since we have been out for 32 years, not a big year like 30 or 35 or 40. Sort of an odd year, 32, so I was not anticipating a large turn out. They posted that it was going to be last night. I really knew it would not be a huge turn out because a few days after Christmas most people are close to broke from getting all those gifts a few days before. I know I am definitely on that list. My pockets are thin and the place they went to is not in the cheap range so I declined the invitation. My best friend did also. She brought up a good point to as why she declined, besides the empty pockets thing. She said what would she have to tell them about her life? So, that made me think what would I have to tell them? Since high school, my life has been anything but exciting. I haven't worked at the same company for 25 years, not retired from anywhere, don't have a big pension, or a lot of money, I don't have a lot of material possessions, shoot, I don't even have transportation to get to reunite with anyone if I wanted to, I haven't been married for 20 years happily, haven't even gotten married once, don't have a couple of college degrees working in my dream job, nothing like that. So, I told her I would have to lie. She laughed and asked me what I would tell them if I had any inclination of going. So, here it is what I might say if I was reuniting with people I only passed in the halls and said hello to and went on my way to the next class.
In my fantasy life I would begin by calling them all darlings, yes, darlings, and attend in a long white gown with a Tierra pinned on my reddish brown hair on the top of my head. Ok, I have a princess complex, shoot me, so, of course I would have lost about 20 pounds before I attended this reunion and so I would look absolutely gorgeous. My hair would be tied back and my make up would be flawless because my on call make up artist would have done it right after the hair dresser did my hair. Over my long white gown I would have on a wrap, a white wrap that would match the dress perfectly of course and I would have on shoes similar to Cinderella. Long white gloves would cover my hands and go up to my elbows and I would come in waving to the darlings. My driver would be posted outside in the limo and he would be tall, dark, and handsome. I would come in and everyone would admire my attire and mouths would drop open. I would sit down at a table and then my story would begin as the others would sit around waiting to hear it. I would tell them I was an accomplished award winning author of Children's books and adult novels. My latest novel would be out early next year and I would pass out an advance copy to each who attended. I would tell them I lived in a beautiful home with my handsome husband of 15 years and we had one adoring son. I would tell them the charities I donate to and how I started my own foundation for kids and how I donated books to schools and all my volunteer activities to help others and how I formed another foundation to help families and veteran's and homeless people. I would tell them about the people I employed in my publishing company.
My life would have been a well lived life helping others in need with the money I made from my career as an award winning author where my books were published nation wide in 20 languages.
That would be part of my fantasy life. I probably would never tell them this because it is all untrue, lies, and I don't feel that I need to lie to anyone about anything. My friend laughed at me and then she said that it sounded better then my real life. I told her it did for sure but you know what? For the most part, I am happy with the life God has given me. It is not a life of riches and limos and tons of money but it is my life, all mine and I can choose how to live the rest of it out. I am glad for the struggles because they have made me stronger and wiser and I can pass on that knowledge to younger people and they can learn, I hope, from some of my mistakes, because of the bad times I appreciate the good times even more. I feel blessed everyday that I am here. I am here with my mom. I am here with my son. I am here with my nephew and my brother and I am here period. I woke up this morning and I am blessed. I might not be rich. I might not have a lot of material possessions. I may not own a house or a car and still take the bus to places but I am still blessed in so many other ways just because I am here. I am still here and I hope to be here for many years more. Amen.
So, when someone posted on Facebook about a mini reunion, that is what I called it since we have been out for 32 years, not a big year like 30 or 35 or 40. Sort of an odd year, 32, so I was not anticipating a large turn out. They posted that it was going to be last night. I really knew it would not be a huge turn out because a few days after Christmas most people are close to broke from getting all those gifts a few days before. I know I am definitely on that list. My pockets are thin and the place they went to is not in the cheap range so I declined the invitation. My best friend did also. She brought up a good point to as why she declined, besides the empty pockets thing. She said what would she have to tell them about her life? So, that made me think what would I have to tell them? Since high school, my life has been anything but exciting. I haven't worked at the same company for 25 years, not retired from anywhere, don't have a big pension, or a lot of money, I don't have a lot of material possessions, shoot, I don't even have transportation to get to reunite with anyone if I wanted to, I haven't been married for 20 years happily, haven't even gotten married once, don't have a couple of college degrees working in my dream job, nothing like that. So, I told her I would have to lie. She laughed and asked me what I would tell them if I had any inclination of going. So, here it is what I might say if I was reuniting with people I only passed in the halls and said hello to and went on my way to the next class.
In my fantasy life I would begin by calling them all darlings, yes, darlings, and attend in a long white gown with a Tierra pinned on my reddish brown hair on the top of my head. Ok, I have a princess complex, shoot me, so, of course I would have lost about 20 pounds before I attended this reunion and so I would look absolutely gorgeous. My hair would be tied back and my make up would be flawless because my on call make up artist would have done it right after the hair dresser did my hair. Over my long white gown I would have on a wrap, a white wrap that would match the dress perfectly of course and I would have on shoes similar to Cinderella. Long white gloves would cover my hands and go up to my elbows and I would come in waving to the darlings. My driver would be posted outside in the limo and he would be tall, dark, and handsome. I would come in and everyone would admire my attire and mouths would drop open. I would sit down at a table and then my story would begin as the others would sit around waiting to hear it. I would tell them I was an accomplished award winning author of Children's books and adult novels. My latest novel would be out early next year and I would pass out an advance copy to each who attended. I would tell them I lived in a beautiful home with my handsome husband of 15 years and we had one adoring son. I would tell them the charities I donate to and how I started my own foundation for kids and how I donated books to schools and all my volunteer activities to help others and how I formed another foundation to help families and veteran's and homeless people. I would tell them about the people I employed in my publishing company.
My life would have been a well lived life helping others in need with the money I made from my career as an award winning author where my books were published nation wide in 20 languages.
That would be part of my fantasy life. I probably would never tell them this because it is all untrue, lies, and I don't feel that I need to lie to anyone about anything. My friend laughed at me and then she said that it sounded better then my real life. I told her it did for sure but you know what? For the most part, I am happy with the life God has given me. It is not a life of riches and limos and tons of money but it is my life, all mine and I can choose how to live the rest of it out. I am glad for the struggles because they have made me stronger and wiser and I can pass on that knowledge to younger people and they can learn, I hope, from some of my mistakes, because of the bad times I appreciate the good times even more. I feel blessed everyday that I am here. I am here with my mom. I am here with my son. I am here with my nephew and my brother and I am here period. I woke up this morning and I am blessed. I might not be rich. I might not have a lot of material possessions. I may not own a house or a car and still take the bus to places but I am still blessed in so many other ways just because I am here. I am still here and I hope to be here for many years more. Amen.
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