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High School Reunion

by bondservant4jesus (writer), Los Angeles, March 06, 2007


It's that time for me. It's High School Reunion coming around. I have a nastalgic feeling about it. I haven't been to High School in many years. I have felt like it's not my place to go there before. I have felt like it is not my school any more. But now I feel like have given permission to be apart of it again. I am invited to remenisce of times I spent there. Not that all of it was that great for me. But it was my youth and had it's moments. When I was more naive of the ways of the world. A little more innocent.

I feel like I am allowed to think about times that we are asked to leave behind when we go off to college and work or a career.I feel like it will be good to see people who I haven't encountered in almost 10 years. So much time has gone by. At first it seemed the years moved by slow and it would be so far away, until my first reunion. But now that time has come around again and now looking back it felt like a lest than a year away instead of almost 10.

There is another reason that I wanted to go back to reunion, before. I think it's the same reason many others want to do. I wanted to prove myself, sucessful. I wanted to get a great job or have an exciting life so I could impress others I wanted. I wanted to prove to people, probably some one who has long forgotten me,or where I live only as a faint memory in their mind. That person also no longer exists.

I wanted to get back at those who treated you wrong. The one's that may have called me "Nerd," "Gross" or of all things "Beavis" (Beavis and Butt-head." I wanted to be a movie director and know or at least meet Steven Spielberg. He was from the days of Tiny Toon Adventures, Animaniacs and Pinky and The Brain. I wanted so bad to be able rub that in their face. I wanted to be like look what I have done. But like many times in life it didn't turn out the way I had planned. I even had my own mini-mid midlife crisis.

It's sad when these kind of things happened. They were the kind of things that got me through High School when I was introverted and afraid of even trying to talk to some one to make them my friend. I really did want friends. How I coveted the clicks, but at the same time detested them. I disliked how only some people hung out with certain people. Socially enept, was I. But I realized that which I wanted the most was all for the wrong motive. To belittle some one so I could build my ego. To be some what of a sucess by the world's standards or even the American Dream.

Have a house, a car or two, and perhaps 2.5 kids or so. I have none of those. I actually live at what they call a "Board and Care." This facility which services a little over 30 clients. I live with other people who have mental illness and range from early 20's to probably the 60's in age.

I didn't get that American Dream, but I live,in a little community of friends and even those of the Christian family. Also I get to go home for the weekend with my biological family. I did not make it in the sense of what most people call sucessful. But I have a humble life and it isn't too bad. Which the bible approves of.

"I Will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My life makes its boast in the Lord; let the humble and afflicted hear and be glad.

O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together."
Psalm 34:1-3

Blessed (happy, to be envied, and spiritually prosperous-- with life-joy and satisfaction in God's favor and salvation, regardless of their outward conditions) are the poor in spirit (the humble, who rate themselves insignificant), for theirs is the kingdom of heaven!

I get three meals a day and two snacks made for me. I have an adult school in the back of our living courters. I have a beautiful garden, presently with beautiful Violas, Pansies and Snap Dragons and some bulbs that are coming up and some that slumber beneath the ground.

But like those bulbs that slumber beneath the ground there are other areas in my life that have yet to blossom. One thing that I was not in High School. I have become more of an extrovert and won't be so afraid to talk to the people I wish to reconnect ( , with them for a better reason. To really see how they are now. To genuinely care about those who I knew who mocked me or praised me. I want to share with them a smile and a friendly face in whatever phase of life they are and maybe briefly help them wherever they at are in life. I also want to share with them. My recent found passion in knowing Christ ( Which is the most successful part of my life, which I did not do, but God Almighty did for me. So I will share something of more the way God made me than what I did in my life.

Reunion, time again and I am looking forward to it more than ever.

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By Dr. Traci Vujicich on March 06, 2007 at 12:55 pm
This is a great idea for a topic, but it's a good idea to spell check your work prior to publication. Spelling and grammar errors detract from the professionalism of the article. This article has a lot of potential (defining success for one's self, being a late bloomer) but I'd suggest some rewriting in order for it to live up to its potential.
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