I'm home at my parent's for just today for some dental work and my mother and I just went out to do some shopping (what else do mom and daughter do, I ask you?). While mulling over luggage, I look over my mom's shoulder and who should I see? Joe T! Joe and I went to high school together and I probably have not seen him since maybe sophomore year of college, and even then it was a wave in passing I'm sure. We made eye contact and both our jaws dropped, it had been a long time. I say "Joe! Oh my god, Hi!" and lean in for a hug. His response: "Emily! Wow! I miss you so much!" Hug.
Don't get me wrong ok? I always, ALWAYS loved Joe's company, but I was under the impression all through high school that he was WAY cooler than me. He was never mean or even hinted at that idea or anything, always nice and lots of fun, but just you know.....Cooler. Part of the "Cooler" group. I realized today standing in the luggage aisle at BigLots! that I put that on myself. Joe NEVER cared about groups, he just enjoyed my company. And I enjoyed his. And he and his girlfriend are probably going to meet me for a beer tonight at the Towne Crier.
Although I'm really excited to catch up with Joe and meet his girlfriend, I'm also just a little sad. Why did I waste so much time thinking everyone was cooler than me? It didn't matter, and you know what else? I think I have many more friends out there that are probably wanting to hear from me, just as much as I am from them. I don't give myself near enough credit. It's about time I knock that off.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
6 comments:
Yeah, knock it off. We love you. I'll bet lots of other people do too.
I was the same way in HS. The "in" group cratered over time...the "out" group I was a part of actually did well....and at least were authentic! I always say to myself, "hey, wrap that hammer you're beating yourself with in velvet"...lol
I know what you're saying. That's so cool. People change so much when they are out of school, too. So many people who treated me like dirt in school are thrilled to see me now. I guess they grew up and realized that being a friend to the "underdog" because I didn't give a rip what people thought was not a bad thing afterall.
It is too bad that it takes so long to learn this, and yet it seems like everyone goes through the same thing.
Greets to the webmaster of this wonderful site. Keep working. Thank you.
»
Your are Nice. And so is your site! Maybe you need some more pictures. Will return in the near future.
»
Post a Comment