Saturday, May 4, 2013

When the Wind of the Past Blows Backwards

A few days ago I got a call from my best friend from high school.  We met last night, for the first time since then and laughed like we were eighteen again!

I wanted to add a picture of us except that the house that I grew up in, was destroyed in a fire. Years later I found our graduation picture from Morristown Beard but it was so water and smoke damaged, I had to throw it away. Last night I saw Gail for the first time in 39 years. Truthfully, she looked like the same 18 year old girl that I remembered with a few years of life experiences sprinkled sparingly over her beautiful face. In an instant I was transported back to the endless sleepover's and our overly positive view of the world.  By the way...we both are still like that and I don't believe either of us would change that!

When did we get to be in our fifties and how did the time pass so quickly? Our class was an eclectic group of kids coming from all different high schools to attend a small private school in a picturesque setting... with a Headmaster, we woman could wrap around our fingers!  It took until our senior year to be cohesive...and then we graduated and moved on.  It was both wonderful and fleeting.

We reminisced about our time there and specifically about a party where one of our friends brought his Grandfather's homemade Italian wine with fresh peaches soaking in it!  Drinking age was 18 and I remember eating one of those peaches so clearly because it was unbelievably potent.

Life was fun then and magical.  I wanted to go to this school because I was determined to be a pediatrician. Their science program was excellent I studied hard...but then discovered ballet and my world was catapulted to the dance studio and endless rehearsals and bruises.  I am neither a doctor or a ballerina....but I do still dance just in a different arena.  Instead of a stage and pointe shoes, it's a ballroom and high heels.

Gail is an animal activist and an author.  She is accomplished and happy and just as sweet as I remember her.  We made plans to keep in touch...and I know we will both keep our word because the wind of the past is gone and the wind of the future has sped up to warp speed and both of us want to be along for the ride!