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Friday, April 30, 2004

In Which I Am A Grown-Up

I went to a high school play tonight -- it was written by the new drama teacher to commemorate the career of the retiring drama teacher, who was not only the new drama teacher's drama teacher, but also mine. :) (follow that?) It was a funny production, well-done. What was more fun, though, was the mini-high-school-reunion going on at intermission. I ran into the following people:

• At least half a dozen people my age I've known since I was barely out of diapers, and dozens of other people I went to school with. Now they're all adults. The nerve!
• Younger siblings of said contemporaries who are likewise adults.
• Members of the youth group my husband and I taught as newlyweds, also now adults.
• Several kids I babysat, who are now old enough to have boyfriends and stuff, some of whom are about to leave for college. ack.
• The girl who was the flower girl in my wedding, now a senior, who had a part in the play.
• My first serious boyfriend, who, what, fifteen years later? is, albeit quite a nice guy, probably the only man west of the Rockies still sporting a mullet, and who was the only person I saw all night who looked exactly the same as he had when I knew him better.

Generally, it was a lesson in "Rachel, Face It, You're Almost Thirty; You Are A Certifiable Grown-Up." Which is fine, I'm looking forward to being thirty. It's sometimes just startling to have it be so close.

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