You could never as much as stepped into any kind of school to be an alumni. We have all graduated from the School Of Hard Knocks at some time in our lives. You might be an alumni in voluntarily, like having a sick child or losing a job.
Alumni reminds me of trying to go back Home, on steroids. Most educational alumni that care too, stay connected to their college roots. I am an alumni in the Weight Watchers club. Got to my goal weight after losing 90 some pounds but never went back to socialize or chit chat. If I decided to ever go back, it would be a whole new group of people, nothing much to stay connected to. A whole new world.
When I think about the places that I am an alumni, it is a mixed bag. The summer of 1969, growing up in California and having an only child (you would be surprised). Gage is just starting. This is his first alumni event and he had a ball. While there were some of the kids who he went to preschool with that have siblings graduating this year, most are new. He was like the Pied Piper at the school picnic today - the girls were haning all over him and Tristan wants to be him. He loved every minute of it.
He still loves Miss Brandi and Miss Shelli and probably will for a long time. While we don't have any other kids to send to the preschool, we will inviting the ladies to our holiday, My Favorite Things party and he will get to see them then.
Maybe you can't go back Home but Sometimes, it sure feels like it...
