We are so not linear....... memory is so much more than a recording of the past..... my mother once asked me "Don't you remember anything good?" re: my growing up years. How do you explain to your mother that it's hard to enjoy the apple dumplings when your father is trying to kill you and make it look like an accident........ My brother thinks we were middle class cause he got whatever he wanted. I think we were poor cause I was Cinderella........ truth is we were a plain old working class just scraping by post WWll conservative babybooming family. "Normal" on our block. Yeh, memory is not linear....... but, yours are yours, his are his, and both are valid. Trippy to sort out, gain insights through each others eyes....... I think it's swell that you can talk about it now.
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