I couldn’t get to sleep Saturday night. I knew the next day was going to be one I would remember for the rest of my life.
Reunions inspire reflection – remembering how things were “then,” reminiscing about all that has happened since, and embracing how things are now.
Sunday I reconnected with friends I hadn’t seen in 30 years. I was the choreographer for the 1983 Sea Gals squad and the Seahawks recognized the 1983 Seahawks and Sea Gals during halftime at yesterday’s game.
Some things never change. The gals looked the same. They acted the same. They moved the same. I guess we are who we are despite the passage of time.
Even though three decades have elapsed since we cheered for the Hawks, as we walked around the field rallying with the 12th Man, it seemed like yesterday. The fans cheered, took pictures, shared kind words. It was heartwarming. It was like yesterday.
I’m so grateful for the reunion. I loved rekindling lost friendships, sharing joy with others who share a similar bond, and feeling at peace with myself and my life.
Yesterday was beautiful. And I slept great last night. Bring on tomorrow….GO HAWKS!