“Always remember to slow down in life, live, breathe and learn; take a look around you whenever you have time and never forget everything and every person that has the least place within your heart.” — Unknown
Friesian Horses and Birds, But Not Birthdays
“Isn’t that a Friesian horse?” I asked my daughter as one appeared in the movie, Eragon, which we had sat down to watch together this past week.
I was pretty sure it was, but my daughter is a horse person, so I asked. I once wrote a newspaper feature on these beautiful creatures. Seeing one always brings to mind the first time I saw one, which was in the movie, “Ladyhawke.” It was shortly after that movie was released that I did the story.
During the 37 years, I was a journalist, I easily wrote over 200 articles annually, many more during some years. That adds up to well over 7,000 stories. What, I wondered, lets me remember some of them as if I wrote them yesterday, and others not at all.
What lets me remember very clearly the time I saw each of the over 700 birds on my life list, but forget my own children’s and grandchildren’s birthdays? OK, I do remember my own kids’ birthdays, I just forget what day it is.

I’ve never seen the stork-billed kingfisher except in photos, but since it’s a bird I’ll probably be seeing it in my quirky brain for the rest of my life. –Wikipedia Photo
Why is it that names of some people, whose faces I can clearly see in my head, suddenly escape my brain?
This is not age related, at least in my case. My brain has had these quirks all my life.
One nice thing about the short-circuit in my brain is that I tend to remember the good things and forget the bad. It could be the other way around, like a couple of people I know who relive a stressful event day after day after day.
What do you remember, and what do you forget?
Bean’s Pat Layover in Singapore http://tinyurl.com/pvz3gu5 This is the first time I’ve seen the stork-billed kingfisher, whose awesome photo leads this blog. It’s not on my bird list, because I haven’t seen it personally, but I do think I’ll remember it.
I only remember the good stuff Pat, as I see no point in remembering the bad. Funny you should mention a kingfisher, one of the things I know I’ll never forget is the laughing call, goofy appearance, and playfulness of the Kookaburra.
Being woken up to this sound is not to be forgotten. 🙂