Googled...

I was thinking about one of my high school classmates. She was a bright star in school. Witty, smart, pretty, a class officer, and yet every once in a while she would reveal something dark about her home life. I don't know why I never asked her to explain her cryptic comments to me in the chorus room. But every now and then I wonder how her life turned out. I imagine her to be a CEO or VP of something.

Feeling so not like writing, I decided to find her. I Googled, and Googled some more, until I came upon her mother's obituary, feeling more like a vouyer than an innocent party. We never kept in touch past high school graduation, except for a brief howdy-do in line at Safeway while on winter break, our junior year of college.

But, here she was in a family picture, on her Facebook page. She had the same wide smile I remembered, surrounded by her husband, who was not the last boy she dated senior year, and two children. She was older than the picture I have in my head, and she wasn't dressed in a crew neck sweater and knotted silk scarf, which startled me some, forgetting I look different too. But, I suppose the imprint we have of ourselves from a certain age is hard to erase.

I could not find out anymore than what I gleaned from the picture. But, I was relieved she looked so happily married, with two beautiful children, and the sun was shining behind her.

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