I often lunch with an old high school friend, and recently, we decided to try and round up others who belonged to our long-ago high school club, The Rhos.
A few “round robin ” calls brought about 10 positive responses. The upshot is we’re planning a “Sunday Brunch Reunion” at a nearby diner later this month.
Why does the idea of one more “Rhos meeting” bring so much joy to all of us?
I found part of the answer in author Sara Donit’s “The Guineveres”. Its a tale of four girls named Guinevere who are given to nuns to rear in a convent until age 18 because they have no real homes or families. Ah, what a sad but bewitching story.
At the end, when the girls reconnect as women, they ponder the question of why it’s necessary to look back on their history, the good and the bad.
“Maybe that’s just what nostalgia is: a willingness to embrace the pain of the past,” says the narrator. Although the women don’t speak often, she adds that “frequency doesn’t determine the depth of friendship… and no one can ever know you like those with whom you’ve shared the pangs of your youth.”
With that in mind, we “club sisters” are really looking forward to seeing each other.
Now, if I can just find that club photo and my little gold Rhos pin!