Blast from the Past
Timehop is a great but sometimes heartbreaking app. It brings up memories of past years. It shows pictures and moments that happened on the exact day x-number of years ago. Today, 8 years ago, was my senior homecoming. This was pre-transplant and I weighed 70 lbs soaking wet. Not to mention I was on more medication than I could count.
Our group of friends decided we were going to make our own Sadie’s Hawkins Dance since we never got one in our 4 years of high school. Of course I was matched with my best friend since 7th grade. Being the utterly romantic person I am I went up to him after class one day and simply said “hey, we’re going to homecoming together right?” To which he replied “I figured as much.” I think he regretted his quick answer when he saw the other guys getting baked good and well thought our plans. Then again, he was my best friend since 7th grade so he knew better than to expect cute things from me.
Shopping for a homecoming dress is supposed to be one of the best memories a girl has right? I mean girls look forward to their homecoming dress, their prom dress, and their wedding dress. Maybe a couple formals and events in between. Well my experience sucked. I ended up hysterically crying on the dressing room floor while on the phone with my date telling him he was gonna have to find someone else to go with because I couldn’t find a dress to cover my feeding tube. The conversation ended with something about how we were going to homecoming together even if it meant we wore sweats.
8 years later and these pictures from homecoming popped up. Like a lot of my high school friends, my date and I drifted apart. Today I took a moment to message him and we joked about how young and dorky we were I brought up the feeding tube. Then he told me I still pulled it off. To this day I still couldn’t have asked for a better date/best friend.
How I lucked out with the people I have in my life is beyond me. We go days, months, years without talking but we don’t miss a beat. Today was one of those days I was reminded of how lucky I am and how far I’ve come.
Our group of friends decided we were going to make our own Sadie’s Hawkins Dance since we never got one in our 4 years of high school. Of course I was matched with my best friend since 7th grade. Being the utterly romantic person I am I went up to him after class one day and simply said “hey, we’re going to homecoming together right?” To which he replied “I figured as much.” I think he regretted his quick answer when he saw the other guys getting baked good and well thought our plans. Then again, he was my best friend since 7th grade so he knew better than to expect cute things from me.
Shopping for a homecoming dress is supposed to be one of the best memories a girl has right? I mean girls look forward to their homecoming dress, their prom dress, and their wedding dress. Maybe a couple formals and events in between. Well my experience sucked. I ended up hysterically crying on the dressing room floor while on the phone with my date telling him he was gonna have to find someone else to go with because I couldn’t find a dress to cover my feeding tube. The conversation ended with something about how we were going to homecoming together even if it meant we wore sweats.
8 years later and these pictures from homecoming popped up. Like a lot of my high school friends, my date and I drifted apart. Today I took a moment to message him and we joked about how young and dorky we were I brought up the feeding tube. Then he told me I still pulled it off. To this day I still couldn’t have asked for a better date/best friend.
How I lucked out with the people I have in my life is beyond me. We go days, months, years without talking but we don’t miss a beat. Today was one of those days I was reminded of how lucky I am and how far I’ve come.
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