Do any of us really know everybody on our friend list? Here is a task for you. I want all my fb friends to comment on this status about how you met me. After you comment, copy this to your status so I can do the same. You will be amazed at the results you get in 12 hours"
Cole Cooper commented on my status yesterday:
Cole wrote: "How can any forget the yellow house with the solar panels? This is funny I just looked through some old photos and saw you, Jim, Clover, Olsen, Ross, playing heavy heavy hang over at my bday party must have been 1 or 2 grade."
As I read it I thought how I had despised him for so many years because of the way that I perceived that he treated me. But as I think about it now I am disturbed to think who I was probably self deceived all of those years. I remember coming home in the 5th grade, lying on my bed and crying myself to sleep one afternoon. My dad came in and asked what was up and I told him how I had no friends and essentially how depressed I was. He asked me about the other boys in my primary class, and then about the guys in my school class. He related to me that when he was in school, there were people that knew him, that he did not even know. Whenever one of them would say "Hi Gary," he would think about how he had friends that he didn't even know he had. I remember thinking about that conversation many times in my high school years because someone knew me, that I didn't know, and how it helped me to realize I had more friends than I thought.
