Some thoughts upon attending my ten year high school reunion
- Should I be more reflective about where I am in life? Is this an appropriate marker?
- It’s pretty impressive we even had one, given that most people I’ve talked to say plans for theirs fell through.
- Even so, not that many people felt like it was worthwhile (it was a small turnout). Which is fair, I guess. It’s only been ten years.
- Most people blame Facebook for killing off the high school reunion, but I think the fact that people are getting married later in life has as much to do with it. Within the last three years, I’ve been to three weddings that were de facto reunions, as well. I imagine that’s true for most people.
- High school was an overall good experience for me. I feel bad that there are people who didn’t and don’t feel that way. I feel worse that I wasn’t more proactive about trying to make it better for everyone (at this point you could replace the words “high school” with the words “life” and it would still apply today).
- One thing I do like about being this far removed from school is there are no real markers of success, or anyone being better than anyone else. You’re still standing? Good for you. Your life may not be for me, my life may not be for you, but there’s an understanding that it takes something to be anywhere, at this point.
- On that subject, high school is the last time you’re really forced to interact with people who are fundamentally different from you on a prolonged basis. After that, you choose your job, where you live, etc. As an adult you don’t have complete freedom in those choices, but you have a lot more than you did in high school. As a student, your age and where you lived determined who you would be spending your time with for six+ hours a day, five days a week. Those were literally the two things you had in common with everyone else: age, and geographical proximity. And that was your peer group. As an adult, it’s a lot easier to close yourself off from people you don’t have things in common with. It makes thing easier, true. But I’m not sure it’s entirely positive
- I’m kind of scared but also fascinated to ponder how quickly another ten years will go by. I wonder what things will be like then.