Talking about you?

I was in the shower a few days ago and I found myself thinking about a childhood friend. My memory is so completely sucky that I can't recall the finer details, but I do have one or two special memories of that person (and those people) that were in my life years and years ago. So why wait till they are dead and buried to honour them?

Growing up at school I felt that conforming to one particular friendship group wouldn't be fair or right to anyone including my friends who, forming their groups according to culture, colour and creed, would ask me to please share with them at our 'small' and 'big' breaks respectively. I found that on some days I wanted to sit with my Indian friends, who were always smiling and laughing about life. On other days it was the drama girls that peaked my interest with their animated stories. For the most part if I wasn't drifting through the corridors of our school trying to find what would fit for that day, I was alone.

The point of this post is that I want to know how people remember me but importantly I want them to know that I'm still thinking of them! I then got to thinking about all those people who influenced me and which memories I have of them. I recently thanked a friend on Facebook for his impact on my life and he didn't even realise how powerful that one conversation we had that one night in 2007 around a braai was and how much it meant to me. I still hear his words today, years later. (To Scott Dorrofield - Status update 14 July 2012)

So I've decided that I'm going to be talking about you, yes you! I'm going to use my Facebook addiction to write about 20 people that I know and the memories I have of them. I am going to randomly turn on my cell in the morning as I always do, and the first person's status I see on Facebook I am going to write about.  It may not be a significant memory and it may not be from my childhood days, but I'm going to do it and you're just going to have to come back here to see if today I'm talking about you!