Roots

Okay this will be the last post about my reunion. But a week later and I am still on a high from the weekend. And I am not alone. All week, classmates have been posting photos and even trying to convince the committee to plan a reunion every year! But I think my friend Jackie said it best when she posted...

"Roots. Now I understand when people say "roots". The class of 1995 are my roots. What a great celebration we had last week! I'm still laughing and smiling."

What I love about this is that she totally nailed it. Being there made us feel grounded and like we are each an important part of something big. And the best part is knowing that I am not the only one feeling like this.

Getting back to the everyday was not too bad. In fact it was pretty good. The reunion gave me an extra boost of confidence knowing that I was a part of something really really amazing. Like being part of a super exclusive club that other people can only dream of being a part of.