Wild, weird world of coincidence
Oct. 14th, 2005 10:12 pmIt's kinda neat sometimes how the past can return in unexpected ways... and not always to haunt you either.
A couple entries ago, I posted an entry about hearing from a former co-worker that I hadn't kept in touch with in almost 4 years. Earlier tonight, during a church function, I happened to meet someone who -- as we found out through casual conversation -- was a classmate of mine back in elementary school. Yeah, back from first through third grade (I transferred to a different school in 4th grade).
Even though that school was small, I don't remember the other students from small-kid time all that well. I think part of that was because that school never did a yearbook, just a class picture... and I don't even know if I have any of those pictures. I think they may have been long since lost in obscurity.
The cool thing, though, was that at least for me, I've been pretty much able to let go of any wounds (pretty much all psychological) that were inflicted on me during that time. I'm lucky in that I wasn't physically bullied when I was growing up, but I was frequently the target of verbal abuse... partly because I have a first name that can be either male or female, but is more commonly female.
I'm curious to see what other remnants from the past will, or could, surface in the future...
A couple entries ago, I posted an entry about hearing from a former co-worker that I hadn't kept in touch with in almost 4 years. Earlier tonight, during a church function, I happened to meet someone who -- as we found out through casual conversation -- was a classmate of mine back in elementary school. Yeah, back from first through third grade (I transferred to a different school in 4th grade).
Even though that school was small, I don't remember the other students from small-kid time all that well. I think part of that was because that school never did a yearbook, just a class picture... and I don't even know if I have any of those pictures. I think they may have been long since lost in obscurity.
The cool thing, though, was that at least for me, I've been pretty much able to let go of any wounds (pretty much all psychological) that were inflicted on me during that time. I'm lucky in that I wasn't physically bullied when I was growing up, but I was frequently the target of verbal abuse... partly because I have a first name that can be either male or female, but is more commonly female.
I'm curious to see what other remnants from the past will, or could, surface in the future...