Is forgetting a blessing or a curse ?

 So, this weekend I watched this lovely Hugh Jackman movie, The Sheep Detective. If you are reading this and have not yet watched the movie, I highly recommend you to watch this one. You will laugh and you will question a lot of things along the way. Just the way I am wondering if it is a blessing or a curse to remember things. 

I do wish there were many instances in my life and many words, and maybe even a few people that I would never regret forgetting. However, there are a few really special people and moments that I would never want to forget ever. Not even when I am 90! 

Memories that I write on my blog, I often do so that I can come back and read some of these when I actually do forget things. To remind you, there was an entire month where I did not remember anything that happened. That probably was a good thing, it was traumatic. But also I do not know what went wrong so as to correct it in future. 

There's also something strange about memories. There were some memories that were framed very differently in my mind, but when I think back about them, I feel they were not that nice actually. It was perceived to be wonderful because of how I felt, not really how it happened. 

What would I forget if I could count to 3 and that part just vanishes ? I thought about many memories that I could live without, but then I also know that those experiences are what has shaped me to be who I am right now. 

I worry about whether I'll remember things when I'm older. My maternal great grandmother had forgotten most things in the last few years of her life (90s). I think that was liberating to her to not realize she had to be taken care of like a child by her own children and grand children. She had not known she had lost her husband 30+ years ago. She lived carefree like a child again. Maybe that is the only exception. Now that I remember her, I might not really want to hold on to too many memories at that age. Just enough to live and be happy.  

Do I want to be like Mopple from the movie? (I had already mis-remembered him as "Topple" to my better half less than 12 hours after watching, so maybe my memory is making the choice for me.) Remembering too much is a curse. But forgetting everything, like Lily, is also a curse. The trick, I think, is striking some balance in between and not dwelling too much on either side.

Leaving you with a small painting with a subtle reference to the movie. Read this after you watch the movie and you'll understand why. Until then, Happy Remembering it all too well!