I received an email yesterday from a person I have not had contact with in more than 20 years, give or take. She actually connected with me through a person who used to be one of my best friends in elementary school. We connected through MySpace and then Facebook but…as with many things…we have both grown in different directions.
So, I receive this “Contact me request” through my Avon site and I recognize the last name, but I am still a little surprised. What are the odds, I ask myself?
Well, apparently the odds were pretty good. I get an email back saying that yes, she is indeed the person whom I remember from elementary school. She proceeds to tell me that our 3rd grade class is having their 25th reunion. She believed I still lived in Arizona and would I be able to make it to Northern California to attend? She apologized for not trying to get into contact with me even though we have a mutual friend on FB from elementary school. Basically…I am thinking she didn’t look too hard and did what she could when she could. I feel I am being a little harsh about it, but that’s where I am at right now.
The reason for the 25 year reunion is that when we were in 3rd grade, we made a time capsule. When we graduated from high school, we were supposed to get together…no matter where we were…and open that time capsule and see what we put in there. Well, that never happened. I had not forgotten about it but assumed no one had done anything about it or if they had, they could not find me because I had moved.
The one reason I would love to go is to see my very best friend, Meighan. We lost contact in 2002. She was in New York when the Twin Towers fell and I talked with her a year after it happened…and she still lived in New York at that time. I always called her on her birthday which is 11 days before mine. When I called in 2003, she no longer lived there. It has been quite some time since I talked with her.
Now…here’s where I get creepy, gentle reader…and a littler stalker-ish. I found Meighan online and found out where she works. I sent her an email via her work but she has not responded. Sigh. Guess that is one friendship that will not be resurrected. I miss her. I pray she is doing well and that her life is full of laughter and love.
I know I am totally different than all the kids I went to school with. I am conservative. My hubs is in law enforcement. I am the complete antithesis to what they are. Sigh. Maybe God is protecting me.
So I will wait to see what happens when I receive a video from this reunion. It will be a good laugh…and maybe will bring me some healing. I do not have fond memories of elementary school. I have memories of being picked on. Of not being “popular”. If being made fun of because my parents didn’t buy me the best. I was called fat. I was called ugly. It was not a happy time for me. The girls, especially in my class, were mean. And I was desperate for friendship…which probably made me even more of a target of ridicule. But Junior High changed that. I could have new and different friends…which I did. I wasn’t pigeon-holed into one facet of my life.
Then I moved in 8th grade and my life turned out different. Praise the Lord for that.
So I will wait and see what happens. I pray peace and blessings on all of them. I hope everyone turned out well and have become productive members of society. That’s all anyone can hope for, right? Amen and Amen.