And you find out things. Like secret crushes. I’ve been talking with one of my old friends, a fellow band geek who I had a huge crush on in high school. I can remember staring at him in classes we shared just wishing he’d notice me, but being afraid that if he did he’d think I was weird for staring. I didn’t feel like I was even in this boy’s league, as he hung out with the ‘popular’ crowd, so I crushed from a distance. On the occasions that he talked to me, I went home from school on a cloud. Our senior year, there was a time or two that we even had a couple of encounters that might have been considered flirting. But he was dating a popular girl, and I knew there was no way he was interested in me, the oddball chubby chick.

Now, 28 years later, he and I have had the opportunity to catch up with one another, and through our communication I learned a secret. He thought I was attractive in school. In fact he remembers distinctly wanting ot kiss me. Imagine that? We both had a moment of regret that one of us didn’t act upon our feelings. And I think we both wondered what might have happened if we had. We both might be in very different places. But then again, we might not have turned out the same. I suppose things happen and don’t happen for a reason.