THE 50TH

When I got the letter I couldn't believe it. Not already! Has it been that long? 

I started the diet but failed again; began a tough exercise regimen but got distracted; planned a new wardrobe but ran out of cash; contemplated botox, liposuction, a little nip and tuck, perhaps an extreme makeover. Nope, no way I will face that needle or knife, even for a chance to dazzle the gang. So, for me, I approached the reunion mostly as a come-as-you-are party and just had to trust they would still love me anyway.

Guess what?  I had a blast.  I can't wait for the next one.

I've got to start on that diet.