I often wonder how my old friends are now. The last reunion I went to was 2 years ago. I have no idea if they tried to organize another because no one is telling me. My friends are young and and they're successfully climbing up the corporate ladder. But, I noticed that there is something so worn down about them, so benign and unassuming, that I see them as part of my family because they were a huge part of my childhood. I wonder how I could have failed to realize that they have been aging along with me all these years, going through more or less the same stages - for those who have married and have kids, rearing their children; working late and dealing with break-ups.
I guess I'm just missing my old friends, I still see them as fragile and uncertain as they were back in elementary or high school. Somehow, I still picture them fretting over pimples, who's an item, grades, after school practice, Christmas parties, graduation pictures, and prom night. :)