My family would tell you that I have a long memory. I remember dates and numbers quite clearly – something passed down in my genes, I think. For the most part, being able to remember things like birthdays and anniversaries is an absolute blessing in lots of practical ways.
But it can also be a strange way to walk through the year: I don’t just remember the good dates and the happy stuff but also remember the days when things weren’t quite so good. And, of course, we now have things like Facebook memories to help me, even if I have tried to suppress an uncomfortable date!
A memory popped up this week which reminded me that this weekend marks 10 years since [Read more…] about Thanks for the memories