I was just thinking how funny it is how people come and go in our lives. How people matter one day and a few months, a year, a few years later, we don't really care anymore. We've moved on and gone on with lives.
The best part about this though is the memories. They never leave...we have experiences with people--good and bad--and we don't forget these experiences. Sometimes we want to forget, out of shame or from hurt. The happy ones make us feel warm inside and put a smile on our faces. The tough ones make us think and help us grow.
We need both experiences, the good and the bad ones. Without the good, we would never want to move forward, and without the bad ones we would never grow.
Together, they are life.