Are High School Reunions Still A Thing?

Are High School Reunions Still A Thing?

We've all seen our lives play out in real time on social media, so what's left to talk about?

Let’s jump into it right out of the gate: high school reunions are sort of dumb. Perhaps in the dark ages prior to social media, it was intriguing to find out what people were up to ten or twenty years after you last saw one another. But these days, we just look on Facebook to see who got fat, had kids, got married, divorced, and all of that fun stuff. And let’s face it, all that “fun stuff” is why people show up to high school class reunions. Let’s pretend for a second that I am being overly cynical.

Let’s imagine that you moved away after high school and haven’t returned often to your hometown and also rebuke all forms of social media (but then how did they even find you to invite you?). Maybe it would be a nostalgic adventure to return to your beloved hometown and warmly “catch up” with all of those long-lost acquaintances. If this Pollyanna-esque reunion is what you have in mind, then I hope for your sake that your hometown is not like mine: a sweltering non-tropical opposite-of-an-oasis kind of place. Don’t get me wrong, I live less than an hour from my old high school; I’ve adjusted to the heat, my pool helps tremendously.

But why in god’s name would you decide to host a class reunion in the dead of summer? I’m sure most of those who did move away have never thought, “Gee, you know what would be great? Taking a trip to a place with triple digit weather and a lingering aroma of manure and make small talk with a bunch of people I know vaguely.” People who organize class reunions: maybe try to make it appealing? I just think if I’m going to spend an entire evening going over the same highlight reel I’ve seen on Facebook for the past ten years, I would like to at least not be dripping sweat. Is that really too much to ask?

Needless to say, I skipped my ten year reunion. But to be fair, it was the same weekend I was moving. And I didn’t really want to go. I’m sure no one missed me. Because a) the few people I still talk to weren’t going and b) many of my other classmates see my highlights on social media.

I’m sorry, but if I have to arrange for an all-night babysitter, drive nearly an hour, pay a five-star price tag for a dive bar buffet, spend all night awkwardly introducing my husband to people I only kind of know and repeat the same boring-ish story of the last decade of my life, then I only ask that it not be one hundred and thirteen goddamn degrees outside.No offense. Maybe I’ll see you all at the twenty-year. Don’t hold your breath.

I think there’s a reason we stay connected to some and not to others. I was neither homecoming queen nor a wallflower. I played some sports, I went to some parties. I ditched class with friends from time to time, and even went to those terrible parties with shitty beer out in fields and barns (I grew up in a fairly rural area). I was always kind of an outsider at heart, though. I was technically from the next town over, and most of classmates had known one another since birth.

That wasn’t my scene; to me, small towns are like comfort food: they can be great in small doses, but consumed daily and that shit will kill you, or just make you incredibly miserable. On occasion, I have ran into old classmates and it was fun to say hello for a few minutes. But I feel like if class reunions are to have any relevance moving forward, they have to do more than offer a superficial moment of socializing.

Invite us all to a football game and drinks after. I might go to that. Maybe a costume party with prizes? Now we’re talking. Draw the weird ones like myself back with something of interest. I promise it will make the night a lot more interesting.

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To The Grandmothers Who Made Us The Women We Are Today

Sincerely, the loving granddaughters.

The relationship between a grandmother and her granddaughter is something so uniquely special and something to be treasured forever.

Your grandma loves you like you are her own daughter and adores you no matter what. She is the first person you run to when you have a problem with your parents and she never fails to grace you with the most comforting advice.

She may be guilty of spoiling you rotten but still makes sure to stress the importance of being thankful and kind.

Your grandma has most likely lived through every obstacle that you are experiencing now as a young adult and always knows just exactly what to say.

She grew up in another generation where things were probably much harder for young women than they are today.

She is a walking example of perseverance, strength, and grace who you aim to be like someday.

Your grandma teaches you the lessons she had to learn the hard way because she does not want you to make the same mistakes she did when she was growing up.

Her hugs never fail to warm your heart, her smile never fails to make you smile, and her laugh never fails to brighten your day.

She inspires you to be the best version of yourself that you can be.

You only hope that one day you can be the mother and grandmother she was to you.

A piece of girl’s heart will forever belong to her grandma that no one could ever replace.

She is the matriarch of your family and is the glue that holds you all together.

Grandmothers play such an important role in helping their granddaughters to grow into strong, intelligent, kind women.

She teaches you how to love and how to forgive.

Without the unconditional love of your grandma, you would not be the woman you are today.

To all of the grandmothers out there, thank you for being you.


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I Learned To Deal With Ending Friendships By Living In The Present

After being bothered by fading friendships and by acquaintances who were once best friends, I've realized why I shouldn't let these ending friendships affect me too much and that I should instead focus on the present.


I'm very picky about the people that I choose to be my friends. I'm not the type to click with a person immediately after I start to talk to them or to become friends with anyone and everyone that I meet like some other extroverts who I know do. I choose my friends slowly and carefully. I have to be sure that they're the right person as I believe that the friends you spend time with have a huge influence on your life and on you as a person.

But when I do decide that I want to let someone be my friend, I pour my heart and soul into the friendship. I'm a person who gives and needs a lot of love, so I treat my friends well and get attached to them and to every good memory we share.

And while it can be a good thing to take the leap and pour all of yourself into another person, when that person leaves, it hurts and leaves you almost as sad as you used to be happy when you were with them. I've moved twice in my life, once to another state entirely and another time to a different city and school. Both times, I've had friends who stayed friends despite the distance, but I've also had friendships that have just faded over time. As grateful and appreciative I am of the people who continued to put effort staying friends with me, I can't help but feel hurt over the people who let our relationship waste away.

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Over the years, I've started to notice when people don't care as much as I do about our relationship. I've started to notice when people ignore my texts or put off the chore of video calling me or when the everyday conversations of talking about our days started to become the bland "How are you?" and "I'm good."

The worst part is, I would blame myself for it.

Was I not being a good friend? Was I not putting in enough effort? Similar thoughts would bother me every time I checked my messages and saw my friend hadn't responded or had just sent an "OK." But it took me two years to realize that I was powerless to the friendships that ended like this or to those that didn't even make it this far. It wasn't my fault.

It really could've been that they were too busy or had other things keeping their mind occupied. It could've just been the distance or the absence of constantly seeing each other at school that had made them lose interest in the friendship. Or maybe it really was that the other person never really liked me, but whether or not that was true, there was nothing I could do to change the fact, so I should just learn to accept it and move on.

One of the main things that made me upset about losing my friends was I always wondered how happy I could've been if I had never left, if I ended up staying friends with those people. I'd often look through pictures we took together, cards we wrote to each other, shuffled through memories in my mind that we made together, and it only made me feel worse.

I've learned that in this case, as in many others, you shouldn't dwell on the past.

There comes no good from "what if's" or thinking about the past and what could have been. It probably doesn't occur to you that there's a chance that things wouldn't have stayed the same, anyways. Who knows, maybe the two of you may have fallen out of your friendship even if you never left.

Point being, losing friends is never easy. Like many other things, getting over it won't be easy. You may feel inclined to wish for the good times back or to blame yourself for things going wrong, but it's okay. You've done all you could, and if fate has it that the two of you weren't meant to be friends, accept it. This is what I learned after struggling for a while, and it's what I wish I had been told earlier. Don't dwell over what could have been and instead live in the present. But most importantly, don't hold yourself back.

Don't be afraid of getting attached to another friend out of fear of the pain that the tearing of your bond may cause. Live freely. Give all of yourself to your friend. With strength and courage, don't hold yourself back and just go for it; let yourself be completely happy. While you may have gotten hurt over losing friends in the past, who knows? Maybe you had to go through that pain just to find someone else who you love even more and who loves you just as much.

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