There we were, the 4 of us for the first time in 13 years. We all commented that none of us had changed (except for growing boobs and hips) and we just looked like older versions of ourselves. Sitting at that table
I immediately fell back into school-clique mode and assumed my role as the nerdy geeky “Becky Martin”.
It was interesting to hear how everyone’s life is going and that everywhere we all go – we’re defending Surrey.
I must admit that even though it was fun to have a little blast from the past, I have grown SO much (and yeah, not just in the boob department). I was pretty glad to head back to our little home in the West End and back to my life that I’ve worked so hard to achieve (and am still in the process of doing).
Talking to John last night (sort of a post-mortem) we both agreed that we’re nowhere near where we want to be in life but at least we’re on a path to achieving our goals – something we both really value. We’ve both come so far – we got some help along the way but we’ve pretty much strived as individuals to get where we are and to keep going where we want to go.
We didn’t need to name-drop, we didn’t need to vocalize success or plug fancy places we’ve been or are going to. We hope that we have our own quiet sense of achievement, just knowing inside that yeah, we’re doing pretty alright.
Edit: I should add that we’re also not that strict when it comes to our goals – they’re pretty broad and we’re not that organized to have our entire lives planned out. I mean this time last year I was in Kitsilano and he was in Iowa City 😉