Reunions

Recently I got together with a number of my old college friends, the occasion being the 50th birthdays this year of 4 of us. Some of them I see every year or two...others I haven't seen in a long time, though in the modern way of things we all seem to be on Facebook. As it happened, one friend turned up that I hadn't seen since my husband and I were married 24 years ago.
We were all, once upon a time, theatre people together. We weren't all majoring in the subject, but we all had an interest, if not in acting then in helping behind the scenes. We also shared a willingness to work late hours on low budgets for little recompense except the appreciation of our friends and our own satisfaction at work well done. There were a lot of photos to look at, a lot of laughter and memories. It was a good time. And I found myself realizing that this group of people, both the ones at the party and the many others who couldnt be there, are the ones I feel the closest, most enduring connection with. (I can't even say apart from my family, for I met my husband doing a play.) Virtually everything good in my life has come in some way from those years and the people I shared them with. And that's worth celebrating whenever I get a chance.