I didn't go to my last High School Reunion.
Why? Those of you who read my blog with any degree of frequency have probably guessed: It's because I got fat.
What's the first thing one does when one finds oneself in a reunion situation? One does the little inventory. Who got gray, who got bald, who's hotter than their spouse (and whose spouse is hotter than them), and, of course, who got fat. Part of that inventory involves the comparison game. "I look older than her, but younger than her." "I'm fatter than her, but not as fat as her." We've all played it.
That becomes a lot less fun when you become the negative basis for comparison.
So I've avoided it.
But now Facebook has afforded me the opportunity to get to know people from my past in a way that allows me to sidestep superficialities. Sure, there are pictures, but I can pick and choose (and crop, and soften, and...). It has allowed us to reconnect in a way that doesn't begin and end with, "damn, girlfriend got FAT!".
This has been such a thrill for me.
And next time there's a reunion, I'll know there's at least a little group of people who will be happy to see who I am, not just gleeful to have someone against whom to compare themselves positively.
Maybe next time I'll go.
2 comments:
I just LOVE your transparency......you just come right out with it
LOVE IT
Tom said once (or twice) about that transparency (love that term for it, BTW) "I'd leave more comments for you, but honestly, the stuff you say, I just don't know how to respond!" Well, he said SOMEthing like that - I don't remember exactly - but that's the gist.
So some people find it off-putting and some people find it refreshing. It's just me. :-)
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