Sometime last year I found a name on someone’s Facebook page of friends and decided to look her up and see if she would be friends with me, but she did not want to be friends with me. Her name is and was Patti Arnold. I remember her being in my classes at Harmony Elementary and Junior High School classes or have seen in passing in the hallways. Patti was a heavy set girl all those years, but I didn’t see her as different in any way, but I believe she struggled with her weight through the years like I struggled with my cerebral palsy all my life from middle school and high school days, too. Why is Patti Arnold on my mind today? Well, I have no idea why to be honest with you, but remembering her is bringing up some negative emotions and it is upsetting my inner being of  self right now that I now have to write about it. It is kind of pissing me off, too.

Patti was a sweet girl, but the memory of sleeping overnight at her house one night proved to be the last time I had saw the kindness she had. I played with her sister, who was younger more than I paid attention to Patti. After all these years, that memory has brought up some emotions of hurt in two people at the time and in my life yesterday and this morning that sleep was little all night. Hmmm, what a wonderful start of my day, huh? I guess I am to write about it and let the memory fade back to the far reaches of my mind.