Facebook

Yeah, lame post I know, but it's been on my mind lately.

I left high school 20 year ago without a look backward. I think I can count on one hand the classmates that I've seen in that time. Spending time in Alaska, Missouri, and finally here in Iowa, I've developed my own style (as goofy as it may be) and have shed that stupidity that was a high school complex. I was the painfully quiet person who found his outlet in the musical arts. While I enjoyed my time as a band geek (I did love playing the tuba though, an instrument with attitude), my true passion was singing, and I was good at it as well. However, being a music geek left me out of many an activity, which quite honestly looking back was not a bad thing.

Anyway, within the last six months, I started a Facebook page at the request of the woman I teach with. I had a few former students on it, but was not at all prepared for the dozen classmates who suddenly popped up in my life again. True enough, they are now names on a screen, but it brought back a lot of memories I'd buried for dead: good bad and otherwise.

It's also allowed me to connect a little more personally with some people from a running board that I frequent. It allows me to see them for more then just words on a page, but pictures, families, dreams, and disappointments. They are now those people who matter to me, and I'm thankful that they've allowed me a small peek into who they are.

Now, I've often toyed with the idea of cancelling my Facebook page because of those classmates. But as I've worked through the resurfacing of that geek from 1989, it's really made me realize that's no who I am at all. In 20 years, I've lived in places I could have never dreamed about back then, met the most incredible people, married the love of my life, and had two beautiful children. The guy of '89 (while he has a smoking hot six pack) is pretty much a memory now, and the guy of '09 (a lot larger with a lot less hair) is who I am now.

Thankfully. :-)