We haven’t talked in a while, but I wanted to let you know I’m happy for you. It seems like we graduated five years ago, not 15. Still, I am thankful when I see you are doing well.
Last weekend I was perusing Facebook and one of you posted about “another wild Saturday night cleaning up diaper blow-outs and bathing babies.” Things certainly have changed for us now that we’re in our thirties. It is no longer acceptable to wear a bandana as a shirt, and trucker hats aren’t cool anymore. Jay-Z is pushing 50. People have calmed down about Y2K. Surge soda is no longer available.
Still, I would say life is pretty great. It makes me smile to see you enjoying the same simple pleasures in life that I am enjoying, too.
(Photo by Mist and Moonlight Photography)
If there is one really great thing social media has given us, it is the opportunity to celebrate each other. I truly enjoy seeing posts of your wedding days, career successes, and adorable children. I love seeing you happy.
To those we have lost, I think of you often. To those struggling, I pray for you.
(Photo by Alyssa Crawford Photography)
It is funny how time seems to freeze. I remember many of you at age 18, on our graduation day and in the days leading up to that. Sometimes I forget you’re in your thirties now. Sometimes I forget I am in my thirties now.
This is a shout-out to all of you. I think we’re doing alright. Keep posting the positive things and not dwelling on the negative. Keep working hard and enjoying your beautiful families and exciting careers. Keep striving to make the world a better place, even if only in your own little corner of it. Above all, feed off each other’s joy and be glad for one another. (Even when your Limp Bizkit cd is scratched beyond repair and you’ve just realized it might be time to deactivate your MySpace account.)