Memory is a miraculous biological function. Neurologists still don’t fully understand how it
works. Yet, many of us are blessed with it and it serves us. Sure, it might be flawed, and it’s known to malfunction from time to time, but all things considered it still does an excellent job of indexing your life experiences. An unforgettable look on someone’s face. The enchanting smell of home-cooking. That complicated array of feelings you have about an old flame.
The encyclopedia of your life’s memory piles up higher and higher with each day. And while these stories and experiences might reveal themselves in occasional conversation, most of the time they lay idle. Even the people closest to us might be missing critical stories from your past that make you you.
Unrecorded memories are evasive. If we’re lucky, some people will remember the stories we’ve told. And if we’re really lucky, those stories get passed along once we’re gone. But most of the time, our stories evaporate when we’re not around to tell them any longer.
The technology of today affords us the luxury to record these stories and memorialize them for years to come. So then, why squander away the miracle of memory?
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