Reunited and it feels so good.. or not?
Late last year, thanks to technology, I was reunited with my former school mates. We had a great time catching up online. I was nervous initially as it has been a couple of decades since I last saw or heard of most of these people. The thing about reuniting with your old friends is facing the living ghosts of your past. These friends remember you for what you are back in school.
Now, talking about my past, I have done nothing to be proud of yet I’ve done nothing to be ashamed off neither. So what is the issue here? Nothing. Really. Until you remember that you’ve actually caused a boy to loose his tooth because you went and shake his table that he was standing on causing him to fall flat on his face and broke a tooth (or maybe two)? You were also reminded how your cooking partner in Home Science class burnt her eyebrows because the stove kind of exploded (thanx to yours truly). A gift that I wrapped for a friend also found it’s way back to the future when they discussed how bad I was to wrap a dried dead frog and presented it to that girl…
Ok stop. Please stop. I regretted doing what I did, really. No, actually I don’t! LoL! Seriously I don’t have a tinge of regret in me. Am I that bad? I shook that boy’s table because he was teasing me when I was very angry. The stove exploded. It wasn’t MY fault. Blame it on that old stove. The dried frog… urm.. let’s just say I saw it laying on the road and thought that it will make a pretty good gift so I picked it up, brought it home, wrapped it beautifully and gave it to a classmate. What? I was being kind! I was taught that it’s better to be giving than receiving so … Hahahahaha!
Back in the past, I was a nobody. I wasn’t the popular girl in school. I was the shortest. It’s a wonder my former school mates even remember who I am. Ok maybe because I was the shortest around that helps in jolting memories. Fast forward to present, I am glad that I am reconnected with these people.
After two decades, it doesn’t matter if you were the most popular girl or boy in school. It makes no difference if you were the teacher’s pet, football captain, head prefect, a loser or just plain reject. After 20 years, the tables have turned for some. The school rascal is now a successful businessman. As we embrace our late thirties, beauty is no longer seen on the surface but deep within us.
The best of us measured success not on how cash rich we are but how healthy, happy and how we live our life that matters. I am reconnected to celebrate who we were and who we are now. While most of my friends are highly successful in their career, I am proud to say that I am just a stay at home mom/wife because to me, my family is my everything. They say we only have ONE chance to make a first impression but now, we are given a second chance to make that first impression again. Unfortunately there will always be one or two sad case who only wish to reconnect to flaunt their wealth. When asked to share a recent photo of themselves, they will without fail post up a pic of them in front of their huge castle and shiny sports cars. To me, these are the jerk alert. These are the humpty dumpty I stay away from because I am not sticking around their gigantic heads to be their ego booster.
It doesn’t matter what you are now. To me, you are still that boy or girl I know 20 years ago. What matters most is how you make others feel now.
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I am a mother to two boys; Ethan and Ayden and a wife to Darling William. I'm a stay at home mum who blogs to break the monotony of life and to avoid feeling jaded. Would love to get to know all the Super Mommies and Daddies and Babies or Singles out there with the hope that we can learn more from each other. Most of all, I am a happy person, and I hope YOU are too.
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