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Blast from the Past!

My former-position curriculum pals and I scheduled a VIP (Very Important Meeting) after school today at our favorite local hangout to catch up on family and school stories and enjoy each other’s company for a while. It has been so long since I have seen this amazing bunch of gals! What a Blast from the Past! We spent hours (literally) blabbering about babies, weddings, growth of our team’s little princess mascot (she’s 5; we were all meeting the day she was born!), school work, places we will move someday, and how great it was to be together again. Then something strange happened to me. It must have been a “Friday the 13th” kind of thing…

I looked up, turned to the side, and saw a nice couple, about my age, leaving their table to exit the building. For some odd reason, they both sort of stopped to look at me. I glanced back to our table, then did a double-take, and almost yelled out loud, “Oh, my gosh! Talk about Blast from the Past!” My friends from freshman year at Ball State University looked at me and said almost the same sentence! We spent a few minutes, not nearly long enough, updating each other on kids, jobs, and addresses. It was really nice to see them again. Reminiscing is such an illuminating experience.

I sat back down at the table, and my original group kept talking, and talking, and talking, until we finally decided that we probably needed to get home.  We paid the bills, promised to see each other again (not so long between this time!), and went on our way. Well, what do you know…

As I crossed the sidewalk to find my car, I saw two more ol’ teammates from my first softball team after moving to town after college. Oh my gosh! Another Blast from the Past! The night was quickly becoming a surreal experience. I stopped again to chat, just for a minute or so, then left the restaurant parking lot and drove home. I think my story from earlier this week about being tired will be my tale for tomorrow, too. I’m exhausted!

You know, Ferris Bueller once said, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and take a look around once in a while, you could miss it.” Enjoy your weekend.