Taffy was part of my life as I looked for a new job, dated a guy name John, and said good-bye to one year and rang in the New Year. She knew the moments I needed to be unconditionally loved and when I needed to take it easy.
In 2008, Taffy, Tom, and Lou Ann moved to California. It was hard for me to see her go, but I had hoped to go visit and see if she remembered me. (No doubt she would) I never got the chance to go visit Taffy in California; to this day when I go by the house they lived in I remember my little friend and think of how she would wait on the deck for me to arrive.
When I wrote #3 my Fabulous '14 list that I wanted to have time with friends and did not even occur to me that this would be the year I have my 25 year high school reunion. Where does the time go? I graduated from Bethlehem Academy in Faribault, Minnesota in a class of 34 in May of 1989.
It was before our 15 year reunion when my classmate Jay's dad passed away. I said we are starting to bury our parents and we need to make sure we get together more often because soon we would start burying each other. Unfortunately we have lost a few more parents and even one of our own classmates, Mark Dee, in 2011. Hearing of Mark's passing reminded me of the soft spoken guy who earned the nicknamed "Doc" because of his initials. Mark was one of the kindest people I knew growing up. His quiet, gentle demeanor was occasionally broken with a funny quip about the topic at hand; often a little joke about someone nearby, but never harmful or cruel. Though I never saw him after high school graduation the memories I have of him are all good. The night of our 25th year class reunion we raised a toast to Mark.
We spent the evening catching up on who is doing what for work and where life has taken us, who has kids (Yikes) driving and even heading off to college; who has gotten divorced, and reminisced about stories that looking back made us laugh.
Many classmates run into each other from time to time, but distance often separates us from getting together more than we should. Some people choose not to attend reunions for whatever reason, but no matter what happened 25+ years ago in the hallways of our high school we need to continue to celebrate the lives we have.
Though many people in the group Saturday night I've only see about every five years at reunions, the invention of social media such as email and Facebook should help bridge the gap of time and distance. I don't want to wait another five years to get together...let's grab coffee, cocktails, lunch, dinner, breakfast, or where ever life takes us!