Ten-Year

My 10-year High School Reunion is this weekend. Since graduation was a while ago and probably the first time anyone mentioned a reunion, I don't remember my exact thoughts of where I thought I'd be 10 years on. I don't think it was here. I am proud of some accomplishments and even proud that I am ashamed of some things I've done too. It means that in the last 10 years I have lived. Still, I'm not happy. I wish I could say I've been extraordinary or that I'd become gorgeous or even lost 10 pounds since January rather than gained them. But, I will go, as I am, a little more jaded, a little more complicated and hopeful that I have changed for the better. I am going with my best friends, going as a singleton and going to enjoy it all the same.