Reunions | HumorOutcasts


September 29, 2012

I had the glorious opportunity to go back to a place from my distant past recently. It was an amazing reunion in a gorgeous little ski town in the heart of the Rockies. I saw people I hadn’t seen in 25 years and to say we picked right up where we left off many years prior is an understatement. I have never gone to any of my high school reunions because while I had a great time in high school, the thought of going back 10, 15, 20 or even 25 years after the fact only to embark upon a weekend-long game of: ‘…how great for you that you are the president of your company… wow, can’t believe you won the lottery… that was your child who invented the cure for the common cold… how DO you stay so young looking… hmmm, you’ve done quite well for yourself… what’s that… you’re on your fourth marriage…’ and it goes on from there.

This reunion, however, wasn’t about how utterly fantastic one person had outranked the next. Rather, it was a time for friends I met after high school–a gaggle of eclectic sorts who had ventured out into the world as young adults on a mission to ‘find themselves’ and it just so happened we all landed in this one particular ski town in the heart of the Rockies. Back then, unless there was a trust fund in place, we barely had more than a pot to–but it didn’t matter. We’d found our place in time. We drank hard and played even harder. We fought and made up and fought some more, but all the while, we built amazing character and even though we didn’t realize it at the time, we gained a whole lot of wisdom during the journey.

Since that time, we’ve scattered to the four corners of the country and beyond in some cases. When we reconnected, we didn’t compare notes on who was better than who; but did seize those nuggets of opportunity to brag about the fullness of life’s experiences we’d had from then to now. There wasn’t a whole lot of ‘I’ and ‘me’, but definitely an ample supply of ‘we’. There’s an old saying: ‘…you can never go back home again…’, but the part that is never tacked onto it is, ‘…but if you do, take who you are now and keep paying it forward…’

So I’m gonna remember this and maybe I can share some of that wisdom if I ever decide to go to one of my high school reunions…

Diane Lunsford

I am a writer. I remember the first time I said those words out loud, I had to say them a few more times before the concept stuck. That was over 25 years ago and I still begin most days tasking myself to write something—anything as long as I keep paying the words forward. Humor plays an important role in my writing because a true writer needs a great sense of humor and some really thick skin. I can’t even imagine the fall out each time that proverbial thanks, but no thanks comes in the mail—okay, email nowadays if I didn't have humor. I’m one of five children, smack-dab in the middle of my siblings and had a set of parents who did a great job of raising our herd. I'm a wife with a great husband and mom with two amazing daughters. Words matter and when they’re strategically placed to command laughter due to their precise placement, what a symphony! I’m never going to stop writing and laughing. I’ll see you on the other side some day. I’ll be the one with the red balloon; standing at the end of the…wearing a…

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6 Responses to Reunions

  1. Dorothy Hanson
    October 1, 2012 at 4:26 pm

    It’s difficult to go back to Kansas when you’ve been to OZ!
    Dorothy and Toto Too!

    • Diane
      October 1, 2012 at 8:31 pm


  2. September 30, 2012 at 4:13 pm

    I don’t go back to my high school reunion because I’m not allowed to be within 500 yards of a school. But seriously, this piece is great/true. I worked in a ski resort in Utah; I’d meet up with any of those folks again, special in exactly the way you describe.

    • Diane
      September 30, 2012 at 6:23 pm

      It was without question, one of the most memorable times in my life and I shall cherish the memories forever. Thanks for your post Tom.

  3. September 29, 2012 at 12:48 pm

    Each weekend of my high school reunions, my friends who I am still in touch with go on our own reunion. We don’t really miss the real reunions but we do miss our interaction and comraderie. Nice post!

    • Diane
      September 29, 2012 at 1:20 pm

      I hear you Donna! There is nothing finer than to reconnect with people who have captured a part of your heart and soul for the rest of your life!

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