Or maybe it should be…the things I forget!
My memory is not one of the best ones around. Partly because of some medication that I have to take everyday, and partly because, well…I guess because I’m getting older?
I have forgotten some of the details of what some people would consider the milestones in my life. For the most part I remember the events, it’s the details, the little things that I just can’t remember.
It used to bother me a lot when people would say to me “remember when….” Nope, I don’t remember. And trying to remember just seems to make it worse. When I can’t remember something that everyone thinks I should remember, I have a tendency to just think of myself as a complete loser.
I mean really, everyone remembers their first kiss, right? Or their first date? Or how about how you felt when you held your newborn in your arms for the very first time?
That would be a big “no” for me. Don’t remember it, and I’m not even going to try to remember it anymore.
But it’s not that I don’t remember anything, ever. I do have a memory, and my mind isn’t gone, it’s just that once in a while, something will escape my memory, and try as I might I can’t recollect the event, person, place or thing. The details.
Sometimes it makes me sad. Sometimes it frustrates me. And sometimes I get discouraged because I want to be able to remember better than I do.
I’ve decided that if I can’t remember an event or a detail in my life history, it’s ok. I’m not a loser, and life goes on. I write things down, I’ll do my best to remember what I can, and if I don’t remember the details, well hopefully, my husband will! 🙂
There is one thing I will never forget, and I have no trouble remembering, and it is this…I am loved.
I am loved by my husband, my family, and my God.
A detail that will never be lost or forgotten.