Okay, well, maybe not back IN town. That’s not accurate either. Two of them are and I’m not sure that one of them ever left at all.
People have always asked me why I don’t attend my High School Reunions. It’s not that I don’t want to, but it’s always been my observation that if I wanted to keep up with anyone from that time period in my life, then I did. Only I guess I didn’t do as good as a job and I thought I had. It’s taken me a lot of years to realize that while that was supposed to be the best time of my life, I was still reeling from my dad’s absence and the hole that left in my heart.
This last week, one of “my” boys found me (good ole face book). And because Johnny – sorry I think it’s just John now – found me, I was able to reconnect with his Mom and Dad, and one of his brothers, David. This family was so special to me through the years. I still have a monopoly board in my china hutch that their mom gave me when they moved to another state. It was from one night when all five boys decided that instead of playing monopoly, they would write all over the board with the various things they were thinking and talking about that night. I kept it because I thought if I ever needed to blackmail one of them, at least I had some collateral. They were my protectors, my confidants, and most importantly, my friends.
Because of reconnecting with David, I found Richard… and Page… I had found Tim several weeks ago. too. It’s been so much fun this last week. Catching up on what’s transpired through the years for all us. For some of us, we have had the fairytale life, and for some of us, there has been heartache along the way. But this week has taught me one thing… we are survivors. Time may pass and some things may change, but a friend is a friend forever. Welcome back boys… I missed you!