Remembering High School

I received word recently that the mother of one of my close classmates from high school had passed away. It prompted me to spend some time last night looking through my high school yearbook. I saw a lot of people that are fresh in my memory, but then there were a lot of people whom I used to know, but now I barely remember them.

It was a little emotional, seeing the faces of everyone again. I remember the kind of person I was back then. I'm glad I've grown up somewhat. Wow. Has it really been almost 15 years?