Homeroom

Yesterday, after returning from the Home and Garden Show with my mother, I stopped by the grocery store on the way home. I needed to pick up some dog food and begging strips for Izzy, least he revolt and start gnawing my leg. I wonder over to the deli section and picked up a small but delicious chocolate creme pie, then moseyed over to the wine section for a bottle of Ecco Domani Chardonnay Pinot Grigio (the only type I can drink without an instant headache) and then proceeded to track down the pet food aisle. Low and behold, I approached a lady that looked very familiar. She had that look of recognition on her face as well. It was my absolute favorite teacher in high school! I hadn't seen her in 25 years! I gave her a hug and we chatted briefly. She retired after becoming principle there and then returned to college herself. Now she is a minister with her own church somewhere in the western part of the county! She looked the about the same, maybe a few pounds extra. I'm surprised she recognized me at all with the extra 40 pounds I've gain in the last 4 years. I was absolutely delighted to see her. She was always a class act. I was fortunate enough to have her for a homeroom teacher and 3 English classes during high school. She was always such a cool lady. That did my heart good!