A couple of years ago, my Michael taught me how to google people. It can be quite fun and informative!
Last night I stayed up until an uncharacteristically-late-for-me hour googling almost every person I could think of from my former life (read: before motherhood). First, of course, I googled myself. My maiden-named self is virtually non-existent. Where did she go? Is that some kind of metaphor for what happens to a woman who chooses to devote her life to her family? I really don't think so. But Google evidently does. There were tons of hits on my married self and only one on my maiden name. I kind of wanted to make an addendum to that one hit that read see also Mendy Hunter.
Some of my other googling was quite successful though. And, boy, did I get creative! I found out what my best friend from BYU's freshman year boyfriend it doing. Now, that's important, isn't it? I didn't stop there, either. I googled the girl I sat by in French class, an ex or two of my Michael's and even the boyfriend I had in high school (although I actually misspelled his name--how pathetic is that?) Sometimes I think about random people and wonder what they're up to and if their lives have turned out for them how they'd hoped, like mine has for me. According to Google, some of these people are doing well... and I'm happy to know about it.