Anniversary Blog Fest: Alison Stone

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What I Did During My Summer Vacation

This summer marked my twenty-fifth high school reunion. When the invitation arrived, my mind immediately drifted back to the days I strolled the halls of good ol’ Sacred Heart Academy, an all-girls high school. I was rather quiet in high school. I spent my nights and weekends babysitting and studying. I was voted “most studious” my senior year. One of the happiest days of my high school career was when I wore the traditional white gown and carried red roses down the aisle on graduation night. I moved onto college without a backward glance.

Flash forward twenty-five years and I decided to go to the reunion. The last time I went to a reunion, only ten years had passed and I don’t think I had enough distance yet from my teen years. At my twenty-five year reunion, I got reacquainted with women who were moms, pharmacists, professors, college department chairs, elementary principals, saleswomen, and physician assistants. I chatted with women who were funny, caring, interesting and a lot like me. Many of us laughed and wondered why we didn’t hang out in high school.

In high school, I was barely aware of who I was, yet I thought I knew who everyone else was. I imagine I wasn’t alone in my thinking considering all the teen-angst movies from Breakfast Club to Mean Girls. We pigeon-holed “the brains” and “the jocks” and “the popular girls” thinking the groups didn’t have anything in common. I know that’s what I thought. I rarely went outside my comfort zone to make friends with girls who had interests different than my own.

As we said our good-byes at the reunion, we promised not to wait five years to meet again. Maybe the passage of time or the maturity of being forty-something finally made us realize the labels we imposed on ourselves or others were completely one dimensional. Maturity allowed us to look beyond the differences to really get to know the person underneath.

I am so happy I attended my high school reunion this summer. Now, looking back, I can reframe my high school experience. My only regret is that I didn’t get to know more of these fantastic women twenty-five years ago.

About the Author:

After working in Corporate America for a number of years, Alison Stone retired to raise her young family. Soon the writing bug bit. After years of conferences, critique groups and writing, Alison achieved her dream of becoming a published author. Too Close to Home is her second novel. Her third romantic suspense will be released by Harlequin Love Inspired Suspense in 2013.

Find Alison online at

Website: www.AlisonStone.com
Blog: www.AlisonStone.Wordpress.com
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Twitter: @Alison_Stone

Comments

  1. High School reunions sound like fun. I have never been since I went to high school in Australia.
    Kit3247(at)aol(dot)com

  2. Beautiful post today Allison. My high school class celebrated 50 years in 2011. I wasn’t able to attend but this July when I went back to Michigan to visit my children, I was able to block out an afternoon to spend with 3 of the girls I graduated with. It’s the first we’ve seen each other since 1985! And it was great to reminisce about our school days! Since we’re all of an age that looks more like 70 than 40…we decided to have reunions every 3 years!

    kareninnc at gmail dot com

  3. It’s always good to go back even though no one looks the same and you probably pass them at the store all the time not even realizing it 🙂

  4. It is always fun to go to reunions, catch up with people you haven’t seen in years

    skpetal at hotmail dot com

  5. I have attended several of my high school reunions and have enjoyed them. I am getting up there now where all of the heart throbs in high school are losing their hair and their shapes. Not fun to see but most still have a good personality. i remembered why I liked them “way back when”.
    JWIsley(at)aol(dot)com

  6. Good to know the former heart throbs still have good personalities. Often, once their “looks” are gone, they have nothing! (Did I just type that?) ha ha

  7. I went to mine and I hated it. I would never go back.
    debby236 at gmail dot com

  8. I went to a couple but then I vowed never to go again until they held it in the winter. Who goes to GA in Aug? Nice post Alison. Can’t wait to read all three!
    Janis Lane

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