Memory

Memory - is like a shade. You can see it but it is not clear - just like you are looking through the mist.
I believe that all the memories we have are exactly what our life is. We don't know what awaits us in future, so all we have is our past. And present becomes past as soon as you think about it.
I cherish my memory because I can forget everything. That is one of the reasons why I created this site - to make a history of me. Or to make me history, haven't decided yet (he-he).
I like making photos of everything as it will help me to remember this day some time later when I will forget it.
People say that we have a memory of our whole life from birth to present time. This can be true but I don't remember. Well, I really remember only things that I remember. I have experienced the situation "Oh, I just remembered the thing of my childhood that I have forgotten" only once. And now I don't remember what it was.
Most of my childhood memories are made up by imagination and stories of my relatives. Almost the first my memories are about 1. the bread and the fish and 2. carpet with leaves design.