Back in Time

Two weeks from today, Herself and I will be stepping onto a plane to make a pilgrimage north for her 25th high school reunion. I am eager to see Herself's old 'stomping grounds' and to learn a bit more about the places, and the people, of her formative years. For her part, she is a bit apprehensive.

High school - she has such mixed sentiments about it. The academics were outstanding, to be sure, and she is quite grateful for the knowledge she gained during those years. The social aspects, on the other hand, were fraught with the myriad complexities and difficulties that so many experience growing up.

She wonders, will she feel the same way she did back then when she sees her old classmates now? Will the passage of time have enabled her to view them more objectively? Will she realize, she should have been kinder? Less judgemental? More helpful? Less passive? More involved? Less worried about what others think of her?

Will she be able to put some of her old insecurities to rest for good? Or will she realize that she was, in fact, not a particularly good person or a particularly good friend, and have to come face to face with regrets?

What ghosts will arise?

We shall see.