A memory

My girls were getting ready for their first overnight camp. When I told them that they were the same age that my younger sister and I were when we went off to our first camp, they begged for some stories. Memories came washing back from over 30 years ago. Story after story I shared with them about my own adventures and mishaps.  “Tell us another one!” their voices sang in unison. And I did. I was taken aback by the number and strength of the memories. Experiences I hadn’t thought about in years playing across my mind like they happened yesterday.  As a psychologist, the details of how we encode, process, and recall information have always intrigued me. From my role as a mom sharing memories to strengthen a bond with her young daughters, this process filled me with awe. Memories allow us to hold on to the things we love and the things that make us who we are.  You are the holder of some memories that have the power to teach, inspire, or bring cheer to someone else. Reach out and share some today.