A Lesson from Hannah · 8:40pm Dec 26th, 2016
It's not often I go back in memory to the parts I consider 'being a kid.' I wasn't often able due to life in general to really let my hair down and be a kid. From the time I was four on... I grew up pretty fast....
This morning, I woke up after dreaming about one individual from that time.... one that I probably learned one of the hardest lessons from.
I'm going back to the time I was 7. This was the week prior to the most devistating week in my young life. But this week was amazing, because it was one of the two weeks I ever got to go to camp. I remember every face from that class... but two in particular stand out. These two were Zana, and Hannah.
I was an... odd child. I grew up on a farm working from sun up, to sun down along side everyone else. From day one I was strapped to my Mom's back and went everywhere she went. Also... I'm highly introverted. So I wasn't the type to really... connect with the other kids. I must admit that this is for the most part, still true.
But out of the 20 kids, Two of them really connected with me. That week they found out that I didn't know how to turn a cartwheel, stand on my head, or even really turn a sumersault. (You do that on a farm and you just might get duck butter in your hair. YUCK.)
Zana and Hannah both spent our 30 min break every day that week helping me learn these 'simple' things that they said every girl should know.
Fastforward a year.
That following year I managed to score a second time, and again got to go to camp. A different one.... I was estatic. I found Zana, and once again we really hit it off. We cought up between sightings. For this year she wasn't in the same group as I.
Hannah... *Sigh* I did run into her... I'm at least pretty sure I did.... I am 99.999% sure that that was her. Same name, same face... everything seemed right, so I walked up to her... She had no memory of me. NONE. She remembered the camp... but she had no memory of me.
Crushed.
I learned, just because someone has an inpact on you, doesn't mean you have one on them, and it most definately doesnt' mean, that 6 months later they'll even remember you.
Cowgirl Out.
(What a topic for the Day after Christmas. XD)
But if you turn it around, you can remember that just because someone doesn't make an impact on you, you might still make an impact on them. Just because you forget doesn't mean that they won't.