Bookface

I've been on Faceboob for the last year and a half or so, and it's been neat to reconnect with some friends from my past.

I remet a few friends from highschool, and now we're regularly meeting up, and our kids play together. It's nice to see how my friends have turned out, from when we knew each other as 15 and 16 year olds.

Last week I was found online by a friend from Grade 7 and we went for coffee. She brought her yearbook and we sat in Starbucks, looking over it, and it was bittersweet to look at all the baby faces.

As I turned the pages I was taken back to what wasn't a great time for me. I looked like a boy, I was poor and not a happy kid. But talking with my friend we realized that all the kids were the same, we were all poor and unformed and unaware.

I don't feel poor and boyish anymore, so that's good. I feel like a rockstar, motherfuckers!

At any rate, it's fun to see where people have ended up. Some have moved away to different parts of Canada, some are in Europe and Australia. When they come back to Toronto we try to meet up and it's been fun to see how everyone's life turns out.

My life isn't what I expected, although I don't know that I had any set idea of how it was going to be. I did expect to still be married and growing old with my husband, and after I had one child, I thought I'd have more, and I thought I'd continue traveling and visiting new places.

It's almost like my life came to a screeching tire-burning stop, but I'm fine to have my one perfect son and our new little life. We're happy with our little routines and just being together.
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