It has been an eventful five days. Saw lots of family members, ate, attended two class reunion parties, ate, enjoyed a local fall festival, ate, played bingo with mom, ate, took in a couple of tourist attractions, ate. Now wondering if the things I packed to wear on the remaining 7 weeks of this trip will even fit me.
Biggest surprise: reminders of high school antics that I had forgotten about. Some of my classmates have amazing memories and as they shared recollections, the hilarious details came back to me. Have been pondering the forgetfulness. Was it because I left my home town right after high school and came back only for visits? (Many of my classmates stayed closer to home and they probably had chances to recall those events.) Or maybe it is because I have lived in quite a few different places and can only store a certain number of happenings from each place. Or, it may be that my memory is just not holding information well. Whatever the case, the retelling of the stories brought lots of laughter so I guess it doesn’t matter why I forget. The important part was the gathering and sharing.
