I recently heard a lecture on the importance of "memory cells." They are (or should be) stored in your brain. I know they are needed to remember how to walk and how to talk when you are a toddler. Also very important when you go to school and have to learn many things, next — you could never hold a job i f you couldn't remember what it was. Imagine the confusion.
I have just had a wonderful birthday — 85. I am healthy, I can read and write, walk, cook, take care of my yard and home; I enjoy my old age, it's my reward for living a long life, having good kids and lots of "grandees'" — as my dad used to call them. But where did my "memory cells” go?
How many times a day do I walk upstairs then forget why I went — I walk back downstairs to the spot where I had the idea to retrieve it (the quest), go back upstairs and it's gone again. What is this?
Others tell me; "oh yea, me too." But why? Nobody told me this would happen — maybe they forgot.
I can remember the day my Gramp's prize calf was born — in 1936, I even remember it was raining, just ask me anything; I can remember it all. I have decided the only way to look at this loss is to imagine my hard-drive (brain) is overloaded. After all, I've got a lot of history stored there, and of course; beautiful memories, and what the hell is so important anyway? it's good exercise.