Coming upon this article made me feel somewhat understood. Over the past few days, I’ve been reminiscing memories from a recent trip. I began chastising myself for not taking enough pictures and videos — for not capturing more moments that would become ephemeral and mere memories. But after reading your point that maybe memories are made to be forgotten and perhaps that is part of their worth, I realized how in their short-livedness they nevertheless provide us with vessels of happiness and wisdom that are a part of who we are. In seeing the value of memories from this perspective, I couldn’t help but forgive myself.
Thank you for sharing your insights and giving me food for thought.