I have mentioned before that Wendy and I have only ever been parents, we have no nieces or nephews, we are the only members of our small family to have children. This will be our first and only grandchild and if it is a girl our family name will be gone (though she might keep it regardless) I have no complaint I could care less, once I’m gone, whether my family name continues! People are far to invested in their legacy? As long as I am remembered reasonably fondly I really have no interest, once your gone your gone! Memories are funny things and distance does lend a rosy glow that sometimes obscures reality. I always claim that I did not get on with or love my mother but the truth is I cant actually remember? I don't even remember her being a difficult woman. I think I have used her as a convenient excuse for my own independent rebellion? My father did confirm that we did not have the greatest relationship and certainly she was resistant to my marriage. Memories are strange things. Mine are blurred and intermittent, in fact there are many, many memories that are just a blank to me. Wendy often reminds me about things we did as a family when the boys were young and I nod and say I remember but most of the time it is very vague!
Much cleverer people than me can explain it but I have no idea, it’s just the way my brain works? I do remember stuff but more of a feeling than necessarily a firm scene of the past. When people say they can remember something like it was yesterday, I wonder if that is really true? I rather like making my past what I would have liked it to be in order to reinforce my present.
Please don’t misunderstand I do remember a lot very clearly and can recall exactly the part of my past or can I?
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