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What School Reunion Means To Me



School reunion? What a very interesting phrase to say. What comes in my imagination when heard about this is my old school, my old friends and teachers. The sweet memories come together with it. School reunion is indeed powerful to make me looking back to my younger years.

I have left my college life for 16 years. Yes, I graduated from college in 2001. You can count my age now, haha... Yes, I'm 40 now, not young anymore, but not too old to enjoy life either. Forty is good. And having old good friends is good.

So, what school reunion means to me? The first thing I felt is a blessing. I feel I'm blessed that God is still giving me the chance to live. I have some friends, whether my high school or college friends who had already passed away. I also have friends whom husband/wife had passed away. At the same age as mine, I think it's hard. I have a friend whose husband passed away when she was 33. Oh, My God. Faith is always something man can't predict about. So, I'm blessed with the age Allah has given me.

Read about Grateful here

The second thing comes to my mind about school reunion is how valuable friendship is. Some months ago my old friends from college raised a donation for one of our friend. The friend who we donated is suffering from kidney failure that forces her to always undergo hemodialysis. Oh, I can't think about her condition, it must be bad while she has two kids. Raising kids in such condition is hard.

However, above those benefits , there are also some things to be considered while attending school reunion. First, it's about the past. Memories from the past, especially bad ones, shouldn't be exposed. Whether it's among friends or bad memories with teachers. Secondly, it's the gossip. After not seeing each other fro so long, people tend to talk about each other's appearances. Just don't try to put ourselves into trouble by talking about gossips around our friends. Everybody has her/his own life, which may be good or bad. We don't have the right to judge other people's life.

Well, guys, that's all I can tell you about what school reunion means to me. Have you attend any school reunion? How does it feel for you?

This is the 8th blogging collaboration with Annisa Nurjannah
This bi-weekly theme is: School Reunion
Read Annisa's post Reunion and Me

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