Love - Life - Choices High School Class Reunions

WOW!!! I didn't realize it had been so long since I posted on my blog. Thank you for allowing me to share some of my experiences with you.

To catch you up on things, I'm excited to tell you that my book Broken Pieces should be released soon. I have been involved in the final stage of the process. I think it's going to be good Ya'll!!! A dream come true. Guys, I think you will like it as much as the Gals.

I have also been recovering from my shoulder surgery. UGH! This shoulder was much harder to recover from, but the good news is, I did the work and have been released. Yea!

Now, for my actual blog! My class had it's 50th high school reunion this past weekend. A lot of hard work is done prior to the reunion and we were fortunate to have had an AWESOME committee. The above collage includes a few pictures I wanted to share with you. For a 50 year reunion I think most everyone looks pretty good and young, don't you?

Our official reunions are every five years. They last a full weekend. We have a Mixer on Friday night, golf for those interested Saturday morning, picnic Saturday afternoon, and a formal meal and dance on Saturday night, and breakfast Sunday morning. We are busy, busy, busy. Everyone gets lots and lots of hugs...which I love because I don't get many any more.

For the people reading this that have not been attending your reunions, I encourage you to do so. We had at least two at our 50th that had never been to one, please give your next one a try. At any age, you should want to reconnect with your classmates, but at our age, it is even more special. Most of us are just happy to see each other alive. My personal experience has been making new friends that I didn't know well in school. At the time, we had the largest graduating class with a count of 560, I think. I know over 500 for sure.

We have fun together, we share memories, and we learn more about each other. People are genuinely happy to see you. I know it can make someone a little anxious for the first time, but just remember you have a history with these people. Possibly, some of the best years of your life. I know they were mine. Many of us hated to leave high school. Somewhere along the journey we realized we were not just classmates, we are/were family. This was most evident at our Memorial Service. As each name was read by the year, it became harder and harder to hold it together. We missed them so much. Those that we recently lost (which has been too many), to the ones we lost before graduation, and all those in between were remembered with the same passion and sorrow equally. They were all family and they still are.

I know this has been a long post, but I won't apologize because I am passionate about my school and those that

enter the doors and walk the same hallways I did so long ago.

The blog is under the umbrella of Love- Life -Choices.

Remember

• Love and be passionate about something.

• Strive to have a good life that includes good people and precious memories.

• The choice is yours - Try to make choices that will not lead to regret later.

I welcome your comments.