I can’t….not easily
I think I have a memory problem.
I mean, I hope I don’t…but I’m a little concerned.
I have a really hard time remembering things that happened yesterday, and sometimes, when other people bring up things from the past, I can’t remember what the heck they’re talking about.
No, I don’t remember going to that party.
No, I don’t remember getting in trouble that night.
Ashley? Who the heck is Ashley?
So as I’m thinking about all of this while praying that I don’t have some kind of early-onset Alzheimer’s, I realize that although this really bad memory of mine is somewhat problematic, it’s also very much a blessing too.
Yea, it kind of stinks when I can’t find my keys.
It’s even worse when I can’t find my work badge.
But if there’s one really positive thing about my memory issue, it’s that I’m really not capable of holding a grudge.
Because I can’t remember…
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