We Made It

I went out to dinner the other day with an old friend from high school. We’re in our 40s now, and I don’t want to say we were the rebels of our small rural Utah community, but we definitely didn’t fit in. We both had long hair and listened to loud music, and had a pretty touch and go relationship with church, and personal hygiene.

We also had divorced parents, which was unusual for where we lived. To be honest, most of the adults in our area assumed we were destined to become inmates or ground breaking artists.

And yet, there we were, 20 years since graduating high school, something most people assumed we’d never do. We both went on to attend college. We have good jobs, and in happy marriages, with mortgages and careers, and pants that fit properly.

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