It was bound to happen, but somehow I didn’t really see it coming. I was just carrying on, working, living, laughing, and then one day: BAM. A Facebook notification that included words like “invited to” and “20 year high school reunion.”
Wait, huh? Did my Facebook get hacked? Surely this can’t be directed at me. I’m not old enough for such nonsense.
Then I did the math. Oh. Um. Yeah. I guess it all adds up.
I wasn’t immediately certain I’d go. My perception was always that people go to those things to re-connect with old friends or to prove how awesome they’re doing now. The former isn’t much of an issue now in the social media age, and the latter really didn’t interest me. That might come as a surprise to some of you.
“But Jess!”, you might be thinking. “You’re always telling us how the teasing and taunting about your hair is what prompted you to start Jessicurl! Didn’t you want to go show them that you’re not Mushroom Head anymore?!”
I guess my answer is, not really. Yes, those experiences are a large part of the Jessicurl creation story, but it’s been 20 years. Isn’t it time to get over high school?
Ultimately the largest draw for going was that I’d get to spend time with my BFF Betsy. We don’t see each other nearly enough (she’s a big-time lawyer living in D.C.) and I’m not one for passing up the chance to spend time with my Sistah Friend. :)