Friday, February 20, 2009


According to the dictionary, memory is the mental capacity or faculty of retaining and reviving facts, events, impressions, etc., or of recalling or recognizing previous experiences.

My husband has difficulty remembering mundane events of daily living. He forgets where he places a spoon, a bill, or if he cleaned the cat box already. He is only 37, yet he tells me: Así siempre he sido. The strange thing is that he never forgets sunsets or a sunrise. He never forgets to tell me goodnight. I, on the other hand, forget words. I insert a wrong word here and there like dropping trambones in a piano sonata.
I think our poor memory took a bad turn the other day when we forgot our wedding anniversary . We didn't seem bothered, on the contrary, we laughed about it. Perhaps one day we'll forget our birthdays, Christmas Day, 15 de September and 2 de octubre. We will forget to look for mama whale and baby whale in the afternoon skies. We'll forget chocolate ice cream, our cats, and blueberry pancakes. Our memory will become a long Saturday afternoon, still and orange.

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