Writing has been great this week! I’ve been making progress on the first book of three in my Billionaire series. It’s the first series I’ve attempted and am making revisions and additions to carry forward in the next two stories.

But, I’ve been plagued with memories of my high school days. My reunion is coming up on 8/10 and I’m not going. I went last year and connected with a lot of my class mates. Since then, a page has been started on FB and updates are made accordingly. It’s good to hear from my old friends and some of them, even though we haven’t seen or heard from each in years, it’s like we picked up where we left off.

It’s sad when I hear about deaths or terminal illnesses of my class mates or their spouses. I say my prayers for their families.

However, I don’t know about you, but I was never a ‘cool’ kid. I went to an all girls Catholic high school and meeting boys was tough. The fact that I lived on the other side of town from the school made things tough until I got my license and a car.

One day, I was set up with one of the cool guys, my memory fails me the details but it was the worst date of my teen/adult life. I have never been so embarrassed and mortified. I thought I had forgotten all about it and never looked back. Until his death was announced on the FB page. All the memories flooded back. I’m taking the high road and praying for his soul but it’s hard. It still hurts what he did to me.

A new story will come of this….