I remember one summer while in college, I went to Atlanta, GA to The Underground shopping center. I was walking along and I heard someone say “Sharon!” I turned around, and I was greeted with a very familiar, beautiful smile that lit up the room and truly made my day!
There was only one problem. Although I knew in the depths of my soul that I knew this person and knew her well, I could not remember her name to save my life.
This bothered me. I often prided myself on really SEEING people…and at the very least, remembering their names. Of course, as I got older with children and had more things to take up my brain space, this became more challenging. But when I was younger, I hardly ever forgot a name or a face!
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