I went to a highschool

I went to a highschool graduation party on Saturday. It was in honor of J.T. Seargeant with whose family I was staying during my exchange year in 1986-87. I probably wouldn't have recognized J.T. if I had ran into him on the street. He was 2 or three when I first came and now he'll be starting college in the fall. His sister Marla is going to be a senior at A&M - this young woman is a far cry from the little girl who used to watch My Little Pony and The Monkeys reruns.

It's strange visiting places and people from "the past". It takes you down the memory lane and you reminds you of things you haven't thought about in years. It's kinda nice, but it also makes you wonder about how you spent the time since then. What have I accomplished? Am I where I thought I'd be a decade or so later (hah!). Am I the person I wished I'd become? It's cool listening to the highschool kids discuss their interests and plans and to remember how young and, well, naive I was at their age, too. I wonder if I'll be feeling the same when I listen to thirty-somethings in another 15 years?