Tonight I heard from a former HS friend whom I had not spoken to for over 40 years. What fun! We laughed and laughed as we remembered some of the things which happened in our town. We had worked together our senior year at a grocery store in town. We had fond memories from that job as well as from school. It was her impression of me that I was the sweet, quiet, girl who got away with murder. I don't remember it exactly that way, but she made me laugh at her description of me in those days. It's funny how the years fade when you reconnect with someone from your youth. I'm also finding that I'm reconnecting with people from HS and college through facebook. I'm not quite adept at using that site, but I've been surprised by some of the people I've connected with. Using that site makes me feel like I'm 15 years old again. You ask someone to be a "friend" then you wait to see if they accept you as a "friend". I asked a HS classmate to be a "friend" yesterday. I haven't gotten an acceptance to my request yet. It makes you wonder why? What was their impression of me or feelings about me in HS? In the real world of maturity, you don't really care, but the 15 yr. old in you can't help but wonder.
I've found that all through life, you have to put yourself out there. Sometimes you're accepted and sometimes you're rejected. You learn to take the good with the bad. If you don't, you sit home alone your whole life. Just let it roll off your back like water on a duck. For everyone who rejects you there are probably several more who accept you with pleasure.
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