What amazed me about this experience is how genuinely delighted I was to see everyone. The painful memories that often accompany that awful, awkward pimple-faced time known as high school seemed to slip away as I caught up on careers, kids and spouses. We drank a lot of wine, looked through old annuals and sang along to our favorite 80's hits while reminiscing about prom dates, teachers, and bad hair.

Although high-school was no cake walk - I was impressed how all of us figured our way out of that complicated, hormone induced environment and carved a little world of our own. It was fun to share our experiences as well as phone numbers and email addresses.

Although well-intentioned, the reality is we probably will not meet again until another decade passes when a few of us will reconvene for a 30 year celebration. By that time, most of our kids will be graduating from high-school and some, like me, will fantasize about returning for the 10 year reunion with something to prove. What a relief to have matured past the "it's all about me" phase and instead celebrate with everyone the memories and the future.

Hats Off to the Class of 1986!