High School Reunion-30 years

It was sweet....from the moment I stepped in the door...it was sweet.....I was seeing faces I hadn't seen in over 30 years....."Do you remember who I am?" I ran to the filing cabinet of my mind that was covered with dust....and quickly blowing the dust away..... opened the drawer and began to pull out the file...Class of 1978.

Some of the men were the toughest to remember....they were still "boys" when I last saw them and here they were...taller, broader...and so mature looking .."Please, don't ask me to remember....where is your nametag? and, wait a minute...I need my glasses.....I can't read your nametag without them" ...oh, time had caught up with us....

As I made my way around the room, glancing into faces and back into the file....I asked myself...is that ????

The night continued that way....with hugs, and pictures, and the matching of faces to files....and hugs and pictures and the matching of faces to files..

David Deese was asked to pray..."And Father, God........and Father God......and Father God....if anyone here is not saved....let them be saved today..." David Deese...who was he in high school?

You see, the thing is...the reunion was put together by someone I hardly knew....in fact, when he called me....I had to go back to the yearbook, find his face, and try to remember him from high school and..honestly, I could not remember Matthew Rose....

And yet, he had asked David to pray...and Reginald....and Miriam...and Bobby.....and Kenneth, and George...

Interesting that Matthew and I had the idea to put the reunion together, at the same time...in two different states...in January 2009..I started making a spead sheet....and then, he called, and told me he already had the lists, was going to put the reunion together...and I, anticipating a move...thought...great...."I"ll help you, Matthew...anyway I can." "

"Great, he said...you can be the MC."

Looking back....he did more than I ever would have or could have done...Oh, I might have had some different pizzazz, but, I would have never thought it ok to have so much mention and focus on the LORD in the reunion....thank goodness, that ultimatly, God was in charge....and He knew...and chose Matthew Rose....who was perfect for the job!

The fish fry was great....eating grits with fish reminded me that I was raised in the South....honestly, the food was good!

The music started, and yes, we were reluctant at first...to get out there and dance....I'm not sure how we managed to break out of our "comfort zones" but we were soon dancing to the tunes of the 70's that we knew and loved so well...."The electic slide?????????? I had attempted this dance at numerous weddings....always went left when everyone else was going right....I looked at Cindy...she was floundering a little herself...."Aren't we (since we were the cheerleaders) supposed to be the leaders of this kind of thing?" We both laughed...and continued to dance.

I looked at Sherry....HUMM...she can really dance...wasn't she the majorette?? :)

More dancing...more water...more water...did we say, "MORE WATER?" It was as if we were in a gym in great clothes...not stopping for anything but WATER!" WE laughed and joked "Must be the age."

"Cindy...can't you remember a dance we used to do in the 70"s..." She remembered one, and we began teaching it to the group...it was actually, to me, easier..but the group loved it...especially one of the guys in the group...didn't have his name...but, he was a lot of fun.

The electic slide began playing again...(a real favorite that night), and I grabbed Brenda...she had been trying to help me all night....here we go...she went left...I went right..she went up..I went back.....

"Naomi, it's in 4's. Count to 4...." It was the same guy I had taught to dance, and that comment was all I needed to hear to change the future of my dancing! :) I had it! It was like scoring a touchdown....and the cheerleader in me screaming inside....yes!

Friday night was fun.....

The next morning, Mother was asking me about the night...

"Was Reginald Miller there? He has been such a blessing to the community..so instrumental in working with kids in the area.."

"No...I said...didn't see him.....but, there was this great guy there...I taught him a dance...he taught me the electic slide....I need to get his name...He didn't have his nametag on...."

Next morning at breakfast..."Cindy....who was the guy that taught me the electic slide?"

"Oh, that was Reginald Miller!"

What a riot! Boy to man....that's all I can say....he must have gained 70 pounds of muscle since then....!:) We all had a good laugh about that one!

Breakfast was fun...."Why don't we do a 50th birthday bash next year together....?"

A black and white ball....

Note: Community center has already been reserved for next July!