Just a Memory

two shadow-like figures walking down a desert road at sunset

I remember my first friend in kindergarten, Kelly Veach. I also remember my first crush at five years old, Scotty.


I remember once at Six Flags, waiting in a line for 45 minutes or so. I was about 14 years old, and there was a boy named Carry that my cousin and I were flirting with.

I went home and wrote on a piece of paper, “Remember Carry”. Honestly, I didn’t think I would, but 26 years later, I still remember his name and wonder what happened to him.

Farm Boy

Another time, we were all driving down the highway through the country- I was about 12 years old- and there was a boy working on a farm. I only saw him for a couple seconds, but decades later I’m still curious where he is now.

My Students

I work at four different schools, in charge of the health information for about 1500 kids. Most of them I only know on paper. A while back, I had a conversation with a high school student about her wanting to become a nurse. I will probably never know what path she takes in life.

Will she become a nurse?Will she shy away from it because of something I said? Will she come back and thank me five years from now for the advice I gave? Only time will tell, but I likely will never see her again.

A Beautiful Mystery

I’ve had people who follow me on social media that I don’t even know from other parts of the country tell me that the things I post inspire and encourage them.

My point is: you may never know who’s watching you or what seemingly random thing you say to a stranger might be remembered for a lifetime. It’s haunting and very sad sometimes, but also a beautiful mystery.

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Yolanda Sommers

Single mother of four children living in Washington state. Received the precious Holy Ghost on June 7, 2011 and living the good life ever since!

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