High School...

I just returned from Thanksgiving break with the family. It was a weekend full of food, board games, movies (Twilight again, of course), and fun with the sisters. I was supposed to go to a high school reunion when I was home, but at the last minute, I changed my mind.

So much has changed about me since high school - I don't really think I even resemble the person I used to be. I feel so separate from that life, and I realized that I had no desire to retrace my steps.

I remember that in high school, fitting in and being liked was the goal of my life. I wanted to have people to sit with at lunch, friends to drive home with so I didn't have to take the bus, and desperately wanted the boy-of-the-month to say hi to me in the hallway.

Leaving home and living on my own really did something to me. I realized the importance of friends - not just people to have around, but true, Godly, intentional friends. I have realized more than anything that my hope is in my God - not in the fleeting desires of my own silly superficial desires to be liked and accepted. I have fallen in love with my Lord, and I no longer feel the need to have the praise and acclamation of the world.

So, while I was getting ready for the reunion, I began to feel those old emotions creeping up on me. I hope they think I'm successful. I hope they don't judge me for coming alone. I hope they accept me. I hope I have someone to talk to. I hope they remember me.

I like my life now. I have a Love beyond measure. I have hope and a future. I have family and friends that know what matters - and love me unconditionally. That's all I need. I am satisfied.