A funny thing happened on the way to my life



Recently I was quietly working away at my computer, diligently delving into something important.  I don’t remember what it was.  But I had a sudden urge that forced me away from my computer and my oh so important work and into the kitchen.  It was at that moment surrounded by my refrigerator and my stove that I suddenly wondered why I was there!  Fortunately I was all alone and my stupidity was not apparent to anyone else other than my cat.  However I’m sharing it with you for one very important reason: it is happening to us all!

My mother referred to her momentary lapses of memory as her Senior Moments.  My mother was entitled, she had been around for 89 years!  That’s a whole lot of stuff to remember!  I don’t have quite as much stuff oozing around my brain.  I have not lived through a depression or a world war.  I haven’t raised three children and saw the evolution of technology.  But I still think I’ve got lots of stuff to remember.  I had a wonderful childhood, I did the university thing and college.  I have traveled and I have had boyfriends.  Some were good, and some were bad.  That’s the traveling and the boyfriends!  But I am also significantly younger than 89 years.

As I was in the kitchen trying to remember what on earth I was there for, it struck me as quite funny.  Three seconds later it struck me as quite sad.  Since I’m a positive person by nature I went back to the funny.  I maintain that the space between our ears is finite.  As we gain new memories each and every day we need to delete some of the unimportant stuff in order to make room for the new stuff.  Think of it as cleaning out your closet to make room for more shoes.  I like that analogy.  I like shoes.

I can remember so many incidents from my childhood that there are more than a few I would be willing  to forget.  I would even give up some of my memories from University.  Actually there are some memories from University I would like to delete from the cosmos!  Okay, but it was fun! Aren’t we all in the same boat? There are things we would like to forget and things we pray that we will be able to remember for the rest of our lives.  I have a wonderful memory of kissing a boy at the edge of a lake under the moon on a warm summer’s night.  I am so not given up that memory!

8 thoughts on “A funny thing happened on the way to my life

  1. charlypriest

    Appreciate you dropping by the blog, been reading some of your other stuff, I tend to agree with you. Sadly. I say sadly because I have a nag for trying to argue the unarguable,but that´s nor here or there.
    Truth is always not black and white and this one in particular struck a cord with me because I live by a motto, “Leave the past behind you( bad memories) because it will only put on barriers in your present therefore not letting you see and appreciate the little things in life and the little opportunities you can grab on to and work them.”
    Stay Frosty.


  2. quiall Post author

    hahaha Naming something is the first step in controlling it! Having a destinesia moment is not nearly as poetic as senior moment. But I learned a new word today. Cool!


  3. scottishmomus

    This is happening to me more and more, Pam. I can be totally muted by a thought that has just gone, pfft, vanished into thin air. I usually blame tiredness and not being able to concentrate so well when I am. That and having conversations I’m obviously only half engaged with. (don’t tell hubs or my colleagues I said that!) That doesn’t explain why I can’t remember where I put everything, right enough. Okay, so the years are taking their toll. I’m up for a trade-in on some of those earlier dodgy ones. 😉



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