As I have aged, I find that my memory isn’t what it once was.
This used to trouble me greatly.
I taught at a school about 20 years ago with a PE teacher who had been MY teacher in high school. She had a few years on me. Even back then, I was noticing my memory lapses (a word, a name, the end of a story I was telling), and I once complained about this to her.
I have remembered what she said ever since. (So I guess I have some memory left after all.)
She compared the memory part of our brains to a filing cabinet. (I suppose these days it should be a computer filing system.) She said those memories were all in there, it was just hard to find the right folder (access the correct file) them when we needed it. This eased my troubles a bit.
So I am hoping the things I forget are still around, and will surface when most needed. If I dig deep enough.
Also, sometimes I recall things very vividly. And yet, when comparing notes with others, or when looking at pictures, I find that my memories are a bit skewed. Really? They seemed so clear…
Today we are making a day trip to a lake where we once owned a house. We want to see how things look now (before all the leaves come out on the trees). There were two houses being built down the cove from us that looked like they were going to be quite nice. We want to see how they turned out. And of course we are curious to see our old cabin.
We haven’t been in two+ years. So I wonder if my memory will serve me correctly? We shall see!