Update

I tried to find an old post I had made, but I think it was too long ago. It had to do with a homeless guy named Francois. He had been really rude to me a couple of times, so when he came into the church I told him I didn't want to talk with him. He left sort of upset, and I felt bad because I was kind of rude to him.
Well, after many months, he came in yesterday. When I approached him, he ignored me. I said that I was sorry for being rude to him last time. He said it was too late, that he'd had a heart attack and then he left.
I don't think I gave him a heart attack, and I'm glad that I at least had a chance to apologize, although it took me some time to get up the nerve to go out and talk to him. I do feel bad though that there is someone on this planet that doesn't like me very much. I always want people to like me. I'm not sure why, it's just one of those things that makes me who I am I suppose.
Interestingly enough, this was about the 7th time I've met Francois, and this was the first time he ever remembered me. Too bad they aren't good memories.
Anyways Francois, I'm sorry, and I hope you're able to forgive me...