So many memories
I've been pondering about memory quite a bit lately.
Especially since a recent phone convo I had with a cousin who's a few years older than me.
I'd called her because I was having a difficult time remembering
who else had opened at a Uriah Heep concert in 1973,
besides McKendree Spring. ( it was Billy Preston)
She chuckled and said, "Oh my heavens,
I have no memory of that, I'll have to ask my husband, he will remember."
I said, "Really? You don't remember how we positioned ourselves at the
entrance to the coliseum & pushed our way closest to the stage? & the snowstorm we had to drive through after wards, to get back home?"
"Nope"
We talked for awhile about memory. She concluded that she was just fine without having the ability to recall the past in detail.
"I'd hate to have to carry all that," she sighed.
Her last comment I remember clearly:
"Daddy had too good a memory, & maybe that's why he drank so much."
Sometimes my memory capacity feels overwhelmingly full,
& I'd like to dump some on a storage disk.
It's a great blessing I'd like to know how to manage better.
Is there such a thing as too much memory? & how to deal?
What are your thoughts & experience?
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