I just got home from a high school gathering. It was a reunion of sorts but it wasn’t an official class reunion, if that makes sense. There was only twelve of us that met but we had a great time. It seems hard to believe that it was just a few years ago we were all sitting in a classroom together. Sitting there talking to some of my classmates it was difficult for me to realize that most of these people had grand kids already. Me, my oldest is 21 and not even thinking of getting serious with anyone. I’m glad for that because he really needs to get out of college first before thinking about girls. But am I really that old to have friends the same age with grand kids? I’m really glad I went and I did have a good time.
“Life Goes On!!”