I was very troubled in High School, frequently depressed, often suicidal, yet also driven to seek out people when I was manic. My best friend remembered me as being "very quiet" which I was surprised to hear.
They have had a couple reunions and in the planning process for another. I never wanted to go to the reunions before because 1. Money. 2. I hate flying these days and 3. I didn't exactly have a lot to brag about, I am making low income wages here self employed when they are all computer experts and finance kings...it was a very wealthy school but Dad didn't raise us like that. Now I work a menial job at Walmart. One that pays the bills but if there is another Walmart employee at the reunion he/she is probably a store manager or works for the district.
So I won't be doing that. One thing I would like is a reunion of my church youth group. They were an awesome bunch of kids, very supportive. But I would rather imagine them thinking I turned out better than I did.
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My husband was a farmer who didn't have fancy clothes to go to a funeral. His dad told him, "it's not the clothes that matter but the man "in" the clothes". That really made an impact on him and me too.
Ron had to buy a suit when we got married. We have cheap suit places in Houston like "Suits U" so we went to one of them and they took good care of him.
I don't have any formal wear at present. I have a couple of dresses that is about it.
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