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10 YEARS...

Begining to wonder if there is a point to going to my 10-year high school reunion. I was not popular in school, I can count on one hand the people I talked to. To think, we had a graduating class of 300 I think. Heck, at prom most of us (the group I was with) did not even know our prom king or queen, that is how big our school was. So, back to what I was saying... What is the point of going? Is anyone even going to recognize me? Ten years have not been gentle on me just like puberty was not gentle on me. We say we are all adults but when it comes right down to it, the preps will stick with preps, jocks with jocks, nerds with nerds, and the outcasts will stick to the bar/grill (gym) wall. I guess I am just wondering, do I go through the trouble of having my husband switch days at work, find a sitter for four kids, drive 2+ hours one way, spend $50 on tickets for food, and only talk to my husband and have no one recognize me or talk to me?   


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Like most photographers and moms, we like to share our images with the world. I began to worry that I may be clogging my family and friend's news feed with countless images of my children, so I created this blog...