Three of the bloggers I follow have inspired me to write this post.Gretchen from Average suburbia who wrote about a picture day, then it was Leah from Leah thoughts, who posted pictures of the past 6 years of her life visiting the pumpkin patch and finally Bella from One Sister’s rant, when she wrote what and who inspires her.
So here you go:
Back in the USSR we did not have picture days. Every day, year after year we looked the same except for the holidays – first day of school (always September 1st), last day of school (always May 31st), May 9th – WWII Victory day and I think one more November 7th – Great October Socialist Revolution.
Take a look and tell me if you can recognize me!
and one more picture, so you can understand the whole concept:
A few years ago, I discovered Russian facebook for old classmates, co-worker, neighbors…. when I first found out about this website, I went crazy….. I could not sleep, I could not eat,(I lost 10 lbs, I should find something exciting like this again. It helps me to lose weight). I was on my PC night and day, day and night trying to find my old classmates and of course I wanted to find my old flame, wanted to know how is life treating him.
Most all of my classmates, stayed on the same side of the world. I am the one who left them behind and crossed the ocean to come here, so my wish to find them was greater than theirs to find me….. and so I did. I found people I did not even remember anymore, some of them found me, when I did not want to be found. I also found out that one of my classmates became my “relative” through my husband, don’t ask me how, it’s very complicated to figure out all the cousins now. I even found my favorite teacher, who lives in Israel now, whom I promised to call and never did (shame, shame, shame).
Lucky for me I get to travel for my work, so a few years ago when I worked in Switzerland, I went to Germany for one day to meet up with two friends of mine. One of them was none other than my first love! The excitement was way too high, I could not believe that after 25 years we are seeing each other again even if only for 24 hours.
It was wonderful to meet them and to sit and talk all night about how our life has turned out, what had been achieved, what had been lost….. It’s been 3 years since we’ve met and I still vividly remember how great the whole adventure was…..
My “American” classmates (the ones who left Russia for a better life) had organized the reunion in New York. Unfortunately I was not able to attend that event due to my mom’s health issues at that time., but I found another way to meet up with them.
One of the funniest moments from all this experience is that one of the girls I went to school with lives only 45 minutes away from me. I could not believe that I had to go on the Russian website to find her right here in Michigan living side by side with me for the past 20 years.
Oh boy, what an exciting time it was for all of us, looking for old friends, co-workers, teachers, neighbors, finding them and then……..forgetting why we did it in the first place. Now like everything else it has become a history and the rush of it has calmed down. We talk less and less to each other, we might remember to send each other “Happy Birthday” or “Happy New Year” cards, we went back to our old routines, our every day worries and problems, our every day life.
…..Frankly I find it comforting to know that no matter what happens in life – excitement of finding old friends, grief of losing the love ones, life as we know it will always comes back to normal. We might not be the same returning from one ordeal or the other, but everything around us will be as usual as before we went on to our journey…..