Wow...High School Reunion

Right before I was about to post something about a 5-year old neighbor of mine, I routinely checked my buddy list. Since I'm not on my personal computer nicknames don't show up. I saw a screenname that I almost recognized that took me awhile to guess who it was.

It happened to be a woman that I had a crush on way back in high school. It was an innocent crush, one that I knew wouldn't go anywhere because she was dating a friend of mine. As we chatted and caught up on our adult lives, a barrage of old memories about high school came back. The joy. The pain. The torment of adolescent life. The testing of different roles and personalities. The complications of friend dynamics.

I realized that I draw on the experiences of my high school years in doing the work that I do now. In fact, I've shared the story of love unrequited of this woman whom I just chatted, to a client of mine who was going through a similar situation. "This is too confusing to explain," he told me. "Do you get what I mean?"

"Do I!?!?!?..."

I've been going through spurts of reflecting on my past during these last weeks before my wedding. My childhood: High school, Undergrad, even Grad School. Marriage is such a grown-up thing to do. *shiver* Am I a grown-up? It feels like this marriage will seal the deal.