I’ll never forget the time that…
Sometimes those words are followed by a delightful memory of fun times with family and friends, or a time somebody did something impressive, or any number of other good things. Sometimes not so much. Sometimes what we’ll never forget is the time that somebody did or said something that was mean and uncalled for. Worse yet, sometimes it’s something I did myself and I still feel bad about. Full disclosure: most of my unpleasant “never forgets” are bad things done by others. Oh, I’ve done plenty of things I’m ashamed of, but they don’t seem to pop into my mind as frequently. When you get right down to it, I am pretty much a stinker. But I digress.
Here’s the thing that occurred to me this morning, sometimes it is a good idea to forget these things we’ll never forget. What good does it do us to remember? I often still feel the same hurt or regret, only the chances of making things right are extremely remote. Oh, I suppose being a fiction writer, I could attempt to extract some petty revenge by fictionalizing my adversaries. I personally have never had great success with that. Of course, I have not so far had great success as a fiction writer at all, but let’s not probe that sore spot. For one reason, I do not want to be saying at some future date, “I’ll never forget the time I was make a blog post and all somebody wanted to talk about was my lack of success as a fiction writer.
You may have noticed that I am not giving any examples of things I’ll “never forget.” That is because I am attempting to follow my new idea of forgetting these things. At least I will strive not to dwell on them. I’ll let you know how that works out for me.
In the meantime, this will have to do for today’s blog post. There is probably a much better essay to be written on the subject. In fact, it probably has already been written. Why should I think I am the first person to come up with these things? No matter. Some things bear repeating. Happy Tuesday, everyone.