I remember running into a girl I knew in grade school at a party when we were in our 20s. She was often the butt of jokes back in school because she dressed weird and liked odd stuff. At the party, I took the opportunity to apologize for teasing her, because I was sure I did. But to my amazement, she remembered me as the only nice boy to her She remembered a time that I told her I liked her rain boots. She said that it was the nicest thing she remembered about those years and she was excited to tell me when she recognized me.

Funny how life works like that.