I have learned something over the years about myself that may seem strange to some people but, maybe normal to others.
While in Florida last week, my family was able to spend some time with some of my mom’s extended family. We had dinner with her aunt, uncle, cousin and his family. It had been years since I had seen her cousin and his family.
In the course of dinner, I learned that the last time I saw them was at my grandfather’s funeral in 1997. The strange thing is, I barely have any memories of that time. I don’t remember even knowing they were there or talking with them.
A couple months ago I had to ask my mom about that time. I honestly couldn’t even remember the funeral.
Another strange thing is, that I could remember my great uncle Chuck’s funeral that took place just two months before. I remember so much about it. But my own grandfather’s is still a mystery in my mind.
The memories I can recall are being in the church (only because my mom a few months ago helped me remember), eating at a restaurant trying to order sweet tea (we were in Michigan, they don’t have sweet tea!) and staying in the house my mom and uncle grew up in. After that, my mind goes blank.
I don’t remember the graveside service, who spoke or what really happened. I only really know that I was there. So, when they said something to me about my grandfather’s funeral, I was lost. Lost in a sea of forgotten memories, trying to recall anything that would help me remember the last time I had seen them.
I got nothing!
It’s strange that there are moments in my life that should be crystal clear with memories but are darkened for whatever reason. The mind is such a mystery as to how it works.
Do you have times in your life (whether wonderful or painful) that you can’t remember but others can?
Ps. I wrote this post because of my own curiosity as to why my mind blocks certain memories. It is not meant to be sad or upsetting!