I sometimes wonder if I make up memories.
I very vividly remember being going to gymnastics when I was younger. There was a great big swimming pool full of pieces of foam. After gymnastics was over, the bigger kids got to jump into the foam and play. I remember wanting to jump into that foam so badly! I have no idea if there is such a thing. If there is, I would love to go jump in the foam sometime.
I remember stopping at a place somewhere between New York and Tennessee. It was right before driving through a long tunnel on the interstate. I'm not sure if the place was a rest stop or historical marker or what. But inside they had tunnels that I could crawl through and a slide. Does that sound crazy?
I remember walking with my mom to a girl's house in an apartment complex. My mom introduced me to another little girl, but I don't remember ever seeing her again.
I definitely remember seeing a bear in the Smoky Mountains, although I know my parents think I am crazy on that one. (Mom and Dad, feel free to verify or deny the other ones in the comments.)
I wonder if I made up these memories somewhere along the way or if they are so early in my life that they are more vague than others. Have you ever had a dream that was so real, you thought it might have actually happened?
I love the random memories. You can't necessarily remember everyday in your life, but you remember the random bits and pieces. Why does my brain choose to remember one thing, but not something else? Sometimes it is the smallest detail that we remember, but not the big events. I see pictures of myself in certain places, but don't remember it at all.
As we get older, we choose to remember things and choose to forget others. But thinking about the young memories are fun because there is no rhyme or reason to why it stuck in your brain.
Don't you love when you smell something or see something that triggers a memory? You sit there and figure out why it is so familiar. Our brains are amazing and incomprehensible! How can a person think we got this ability by chance?
Do you have memories like this? The ones that are really random? Or, am I just a crazy blogger or has to much time to sit and think about things like this?