When We Grow Up

Isn't it funny how growing up we swear to or BFF's that we will be friends fooor-Ev-errr. Nothing could tear us apart. We supported each other in the trials and tribulations of our adolescence. We hung out, laughed and played hard until the sun came up. This was the time of our lives. Nothing could ever change.

Then something happens after the caps and gowns are folded and placed in memory boxes and the summer of eighteen comes to an end.

For my generation - a generation before Facebook and Twitter and social media... before cell phones were as common as chewing gum - life after high school enveloped each of us individually and eventually time slipped away. Connections were lost.

Some attended college. Some went right to work. Some traveled the world. Some stayed close to home. Some got married. Some started families. And before any of us knew it, fifteen years had passed us by.

Two weeks ago I spent an incredible night catching up with the adult version of my adolescence.

 

Teachers. Business professionals. Mothers. Fathers. Husbands. Wives. Each one of us was thriving in a very adult world. 

As we shared our life stories over the last fifteen years and watched our children play together in the yard, I couldn't help but feel so much love inside. A truly amazing and humbling experience. The more we talked, the more I felt like it had just been a few weeks before that we had been climbing The Rock together or hanging out at The Cove. Sneaking beer and following each other to a party down the road. 

We exchanged numbers, made promises to do it all again and hugged as we buckled up our families at the end of the night. 

That night was all I could think about for two days after. My mind was flooded with memories - funny stories, close calls, adventures, celebrations. Although so much time had passed and I missed out on their special moments, I can't help but be so proud of each one. So honored to catch up and see what their beautiful lives have become.