Well, clearly I've moved on!! (Although the fact that I can still recall that morning in detail concerns me just a tad). Like all good junior high friendships, Ruth forgave me and our friendship continued. Ruth and I, and our other close friends were, unknowingly, binding ourselves together for a lifetime with shared experiences. I really gave little thought then to the twists and turns these friendships would take as time rolled by. I didn't give a moments thought then to how we would grow apart. And there is no way I could have anticipated the joy of our coming back together in mid-life.
Life, for all of the girls from DC, got busy for a lot of years. Moves. Marriages. Children. Jobs. Some of us shared short exchanges on Christmas cards or saw each other briefly when we were home for holidays. But, as I said, life was busy. And let's face it--life pre-facebook and internet was just plain hard! To stay in touch then meant having to find a piece of paper and an ink pen that wasn't dried up. Then you had to find an envelope. And then a postage stamp. And then if you'd misplaced your address book, which was a REAL book usually stored in a desk drawer and not somewhere in cyberspace, then the letter might lay on your desk for weeks before you threw it away because all the information was old by then. Like I said, life was hard. It was easy to lose touch!!
After 30 years, a class reunion happened. We all came back together for one short weekend. Our inner circle of friends vowed that we would have a mini-reunion during the next year. And that is exactly what has happened every year since. We meet up in a cool town for a magical time where years melt away along with wrinkles. (Okay, the wrinkles don't actually melt away, but with declining vision, we don't see each other's wrinkles, therefore, in our virtual world, they do not exist. How's that for logic?) There's lots of coffee to keep us going because there's so little time and so much to talk about. There's a fair amount of junk food mixed in with lots of fresh fruit and veggies because we're older now and we need the roughage! And mostly, there's laughter. Lots of it. This last year, we all turned 50. So there was a big birthday cake and presents. And more laughter. And we reminisce.
We reminisce about "the daredevils" who attempted to invade the halls during lunchtime when Mr. Blackwell had lunch duty. We laughed about Lisa giving "kissing" advice. We talked about how smart Sue Anne was. She actually took hard classes, as opposed to me. I took things like choir, office aid and speech which allowed me to rank higher without actually having to put out much effort. Suzanne and I laugh about Fresca burps and tormenting freshmen. We all laugh about living vicariously through Rose, who always attracted the attention of the older fellas. We talk about liking the same boys at the same time, which is bound to happen when you live in a small town. We laugh until our sides hurt about pranks, like dressing a mannequin in a choir uniform for a concert, which created quite an unforgettable moment for Mr. Richardson, our director, when the curtain went up! We groaned just remembering the horrible sunburns resulting from our water-skiing escapade at Lake Brownwood. Everything wasn't always fun and games, though. And we talk about that, too!
We talk about bullying. We didn't really call it that then, but it happened. We talk about what it felt like to be teased about weight and how badly it hurt to be called "Shirley Pimple". We talk about tough times at home. We talk about losing a parent. We remembered a tragedy in our town that made national news and resulted in the loss of our classmate. We ask each other questions we wouldn't ask then. We explain things we couldn't explain then.
For all of us, there was life then. And somewhere in the middle, there was life that happened while we were all apart. We got married. We got unmarried. We got remarried. We had babies and they grew up. We lost ones that we love. We traveled. We had grandbabies. We had wonderful moments in our lives, and we had a few not-so-wonderful moments in our lives. And for all of us, there is life now, which is where we all found each other again!
|All is forgiven. Ruth and me post "mean girl" incident. |
See how happy we look??!!
|After 40 years of friendship, some of The Girls from DC: |
Suzanne, Deena, Sue Anne, Maurie, Lisa, Donna and me.