Reunions
Four years ago when I turned 40 years old I flew back to my home in Alaska for the 25th anniversary of my high school graduation. How quickly the years passed. In retrospect it seemed simply a flash of light or a blink of the eye. Life is really that way, it is a jumble of experience interwoven into a blanket that covers our lives. Each fiber makes the whole but unless it is a pretty pattern we scarcely recognized them once they are fixed to the rest. Someday the blanket will cover our heads and the life that we once were will vanish underneath. I ventured back to that 25th year reunion largely because I knew a friend of mine from high school was going to attend. She was a person that could have been a relationship but in the end never was. Some how divergent personalities, insecurities and the web of experiences kept us apart. Our words crossed paths over the years, yet seeing her in Alaska was the first time I was face to face with her since I slept on the floor of her apar