Reunion Realization
I ducked into the women’s room to take one more look in the mirror and one more deep breath. I can feel at home chatting up a large room of total strangers, but I felt surprisingly little enthusiasm when on the brink of joining this party which was already well underway. John and I were both graduates of South High School. Throughout our marriage we loved attending our class reunions together, proud to be on each other’s arms and often the first two on the dance floor. This year was different. I mustered up my courage to walk up to
