When Memory Fails Us

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Our memories are the threads that hold the tapestry of our past together.  For some of us that thread is thick and strong; a colourful wool blending to create a rich visual transcript of our journey.  Yet for others, such as myself, memory can be like a fine, weblike lace, full of holes and empty, unanswered questions.  Perhaps it is a coping mechanism, a safety feature built into our brains that allows us to disappear into soft, safe, empty nothingness.  Perhaps it is a habit left over from a need to constantly suppress the waves of unwanted reminders and constant assault of regret.  Either way, it sets the foundation for a future full of uncertainty.  New memories are sometimes hard to form when one’s habit is to forget, to smother and blur with the broad brushstrokes of denial.  It makes for awkward conversations and apologetic explanations.  It creates the need to ask for gentle reminders from our forgiving friends.  It means asking for understanding, and hoping for the embrace of unconditional acceptance from the ones we love.

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13 thoughts on “When Memory Fails Us

  1. I appreciated this post because I think at times we tend to block certain memories of our past out if they were painful to us in any way. The truth is that those memories good or bad make up as you call it the tapestry that is our unique life. They are a part of who we are and they formed who we have become.

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  2. ❤️ eventually peace weaves amongst the tapestry making it stronger to a point of acceptance which in turn leads to gratitude . Our past makes us see and therefore help others through this journey which is life 🌹

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      1. I had to word it to match your descriptive post, you really are a fantastic writer and it is your life’s experiences that has made you who you are today. I see similarities between us, not that I’m a great writer lol but that I am still able to be a loving caring person after experiencing pain. Be proud of yourself. 🌹

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      2. Thank you for that. 🙂
        I tend to pull from my past when I am struggling to write. The more powerful the emotions, the easier it is to get my thoughts out. Interestingly, when life is happy and calm, I can’t think of a thing to say!! 😉

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  3. I wish I could remember more of the good things – rather than the things I don’t want too. I want to take my brain out, spring-clean it, dust out the mollygrubs, paint is soft cream and position all those lovely coloured memories in a prominent place. Memory storage can be a very tricky thing.

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  4. I remember very little from my childhood, the memories I do have are not fun filled. My childhood started when I had my son 30 odd years ago. Seeing life through his young eyes and giving him the childhood I would have liked. I now make sure my inner child is let out to play on a daily basis.

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    1. I’m glad that you were able to experience the joys of childhood through your son. It isn’t always easy to change the patterns learned through childhood, but it sounds like you were able to make that a priority for you and your son. I admire that, because it takes courage, strength and dedication to become the change we needed when we were kids.

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