The mind is such a powerful thing. Your mother's mind is even better than most. Eh in some things. Not in others. Like science, math, ick chills me to the bone.
Allow me to explain better what the heck I'm trying to say:
I remember things.
Not just schoolwork and work procedures. Not just movies, actors, actresses, books, songs.
No, I'm talking people. I remember people.
If I met you in class or in my ward or at work, if you told me your name, I'd probably remember it. And as we got to be better friends and talk more, I'd remember more. I'd remember conversations we had, details you told me about, boys you liked, girls you hated (not that you'd ever hate anyone), I just remember bits of your life. I'd remember what you did over the weekend, maybe a month ago, maybe even last summer.
Because it mattered to you.
The problem is that you might not remember it like I do. Goodness knows most people don't. So I'll bring up a conversation or something from that conversation and you'd give me a look like 'what the heck is she talking about?'.
It kind of sucks, you know. It's a superpower that I don't exactly want but at the same time I don't want to get rid of it.
What's worse is that because other people don't have the same memory that I do, I have low expectations of what people remember of me, of my life. Maybe it's low expectations, a low trust level, I don't know. What I do know is that I'm genuinely surprised when people remember something of my life.
Like today. Today a friend of mine asked about an activity I had (or was supposed to have, it never happened). I hadn't brought it up around him in at least a week, I think. Pretty sure. My superpower is good but it's not completely perfect. I am still human you know. Anyway it made me feel good inside that he remembered. It probably didn't mean anything to him to remember it but to me, I didn't expect him to bring it up. I think there was a thought that he might but I have a lot of thoughts. No, I honestly didn't expect him to remember and he did. 10 points for Gryffindor.
I'm still getting used to this superpower. It has gotten me in trouble in the past leaving awkward trails behind me. I think it has also impressed people. Impressed them when I remembered something and no one else did, some activity they went on, some person they met. And let me tell you, it does make sharing stories easier.
Not my stories. Apparently I can't always remember who I told a story to and which story it was. Apparently it works on others but not myself. Ah oh well.
That, my dear ones, is all for now. I will write again soon. Like tomorrow.
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