If you've been following the blog for awhile now, you know that I've talked about my 10-year class reunion. It was held this past weekend and I was contemplating the decision to attend the event. To be honest, there's probably only one classmate that I've talked to within the past five years and without Facebook, I probably wouldn't have known where any of them lived and what they're doing. With the advances of social networking, we've come along way in keeping in touch with others. When it came down to it, I decided not to attend the reunion. As we progress through this blog entry, I'll explain why.Back when we were scheduling vacations at work, I was wondering whether or not I should take the week of the reunion off just so I could attend. Would my anxieties about the event go away and would I be compelled enough to take a week of vacation off around the event to go. Ultimately I decided not to - and if I felt the urge to go, I could use one of my personal days. The reunion fell on one of the weekends I work 12-hour shifts. Yes, I could've used a personal day but I would've had to turn right back around and plan to go to work the next day which once again, was a 12-hour shift. I just wasn't up to that idea, so I decided to work after all.
Yes, there were a few people I had wanted to see after all these years. But then there was a larger group whom I didn't care to see after 10 years. Honestly, I did not feel the urge to attend an event, try to brag myself up, and explain the reasons why I'm working where I'm employed and why I'm still single. Even though we were close as classmates ten years ago, I feel a bit disconnected from them all. Heck, the majority of them don't even live in the area anymore. I read some comments on Facebook from a few of my old classmates who seemed a bit bothered about the "when are you going to have children?" questions. I think I would've been just as bothered with similar questions and felt by myself. I guess my biggest worry was attending an event and being by myself, sitting way back in the corner of the room as everyone else mingled amongst themselves. Anyways, the group gathering later that evening was held at a bar - certainly not my scene. Although yes, ultimately it would've been nice to see everyone together once again and to be involved in some of the activities that went on, but it just wasn't my cup of tea. So I decided to pass this time around.
It's still hard to believe it's been ten years since we all graduated high school. Those years have flown by. Everyone appears to be mostly successful and nobody has passed away. Let's see if our class is able to keep that trend alive as we march towards our 20th class reunion. A few of my classmates have discussed the possibilities of holding other smaller gatherings between now and 2020 - just so that we don't have to wait another ten years for such an event. And I'd be up for something like that. All in all, I just did not get a good feeling about attending the reunion this time around. That might sound a bit selfish on my part, but it's just the way I am. Who knows, in another ten years, I may feel better about the circumstances. By then, enough years should've gone by to where I feel like I don't know anybody there anymore. And it'll be like a whole new start.
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Think of all the spouses that got dragged to the reunion and didn't want to go. I think your classmates would actually be jealous of your freedom. If I would go to mine, I wouldn't want to take a spouse , it seems it would make them miserable and you would have to leave early because they were tired from boredom. ;) If you are connecting with them all on facebook, you are keeping up with them anyway and you wouldn't have much to talk about at the reunion. Not all folks have kids or are meant to have kids. B.
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