Oh, where to start? So much to say, but words are not enough. The reunion was totally awesome, although I desperately missed many that could not be there. I can't get everything into one post, especially now that the kids are home. But I have a few key things to post. One of the greatest things about this reunion was that having all of Plymouth Bluff rented meant we were able to really just hang out and catch up. I tried to have intentional conversation with almost everyone. Unfortunately, it's impossible to do that with everyone. So I apologize to those I did not have time to sit and speak to. Mostly I found myself drawn to those that intrigued me in high school, but I did not really know then. Now I find I have more in common with them and deeply enjoyed talking to them.
Ultimately, the thing about those conversations was that they were all great. Like Cass and Robert said at Waffle House, we are a unique group. Not just intelligent, but also willing to take risks, to think outside the box. I forget until I'm back with this group what it is like to just walk up and have a deep (and sometime bizarre) conversation with a friend. When we're together for the most part we can just totally be ourselves. We have already seen each other at our strongest and weakest moments so we can just be us. I am at a loss for the words when I try to talk about our class. And I know it sounds arrogant when I am done. But this is one group that challenges the way I approach life. They force me to think. And they stretch me to be better at whatever I do. And I also love them, because ultimately they helped to form who I am today. 20 years ago I would never have thought of being involved in a non-profit, much less in Haiti. But it was these friends that opened my eyes to the world beyond Neshoba county.
I used to think I glamorize those 2 years at MSMS, and the people I met. But this weekend just reaffirms what I have always said. This is my family. That was the best 2 years, education wise, I could ever hope for. And these are friends I will have for a lifetime. And no matter how long we are apart, no matter how far away we are, when we are back together it's like we were never apart. Furthermore, I truly believe (and have said for years) that if I ever desperately needed help that I could call any of you and you would be there for me. Like I said Saturday night, MSMS meant something different to each of us. But ultimately, it meant a lot to all of us.
And yes, I will be posting about the amazing fun later.
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