A New Me With Parts of The Old Me
Last weekend, I was at a celebration of my high school 50 year anniversary. While I was dancing, someone came up to me and said, “ I remember you!” I looked at her trying to remember who she was since she was not one of my classmates, but from a year older than me. It’s been 35 years and as I continued to fire up my memory cells, she said, “ What I remember is that you were very genuine. And I bet you still are.”
Artículo en Español: El Nuevo Yo
“What’s your name?” I asked her still struggling to remember. “Sophie.” she replied. I then got a glimpse of a memory of having a conversation with her at one time or another. Dumbfounded, I hugged her and said that it was one of the nicest things that someone has ever said to me.
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