Way, way back
Do you ever wonder why some of us have really clear memories of our pasts and others don't? Similarly I wonder how some people can read a fact and it just sticks with them; seemingly forever. I'm the one with the elephant's memory of times and events. I'm not, however, the one who reads a book and retains all of the information. If we were all wired the same, we'd be a boring species. Instead, we all learn and experience life differently. I do love learning under someone who can rattle off details and facts at an impressive rate. I envy that type of brain capacity. My dad had a brain for history - so do one of my nephews and my oldest daughter. They soak up information about events, timelines, in history, and they can tell you the same information years later. Quiz me about my life, not about things I've read. My gift to the world is my memory in words. Or at least that's what I'll tell myself. My life has had all of the seasons yours has likely had. I ...