Bygones have all gone by...

I had a very strange memory return to me in yoga last night. I was ten years old and at summer camp. In a messing around kind of way another ten year old girl punched me in the stomach. Not in a fight, and not meaning to hurt me. I remember this well, her name was Ashley Rubin. Not related. She knocked the wind out of me. In the 15 years since this, I have never had the wind knocked out of me quite like that; it's a unique feeling I suppose. I couldn't breathe for a moment, and then I cried. Ashley, having not mean to hurt me, got scared and upset and also cried. I felt bad that she was sad, so while I was crying from the pain, I went over and put my arm around her to comfort her, and tell it was okay.