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drydemI came to Richmond, IN to attend my 10 year college reunion. I came because I thought I should, because I thought it was the thing to do at this point. I walked the grounds, I drove through the town, I saw some people whose names I knew, but it didn't move me the way I thought it would.
I imagined that I would be interested in seeing people. I imagined that I would be proud of my last 10 years, by normal standards, I have accomplished something.
Instead, I realized that while Earlham is an important part of who I am today, that Earlham, and for that matter, that Ben, simply doesn't exist anymore. I realized that the events of 10 years ago simply matter less to me than the events of next year.
Also, I realized that I definitely existed on the fringe of Earlham society. My people didn't really come to the reunion, and ultimately, I was foolish to expect them to. This is the easy way out and I need to make the effort to get the things I need outside of such events.
If I have lost touch with those that meant something to me, I must call people, I must write people, I must remember.
I imagined that I would be interested in seeing people. I imagined that I would be proud of my last 10 years, by normal standards, I have accomplished something.
Instead, I realized that while Earlham is an important part of who I am today, that Earlham, and for that matter, that Ben, simply doesn't exist anymore. I realized that the events of 10 years ago simply matter less to me than the events of next year.
Also, I realized that I definitely existed on the fringe of Earlham society. My people didn't really come to the reunion, and ultimately, I was foolish to expect them to. This is the easy way out and I need to make the effort to get the things I need outside of such events.
If I have lost touch with those that meant something to me, I must call people, I must write people, I must remember.
