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Date: 22 March 2007 13:56:06
I wrote that things don't last but memories do.
But sometimes memories don't last. My mum has alzheimers. If I went to visit her today then by tomorrow, by this evening even, she would have forgotten. So what's the point?
More worryingly, lots of the things that we do for our kids - taking them to a castle, or a park, or on a trip etc - will be forgotten by them. And if we're only doing it for them, and they won't remember it, then is there any point doing it? If we have a choice of spending a few hundred quid going to, say, legoland, or spending nothing and going to the local park instead, and if they're not going to remember either, then is the expense justified?
Or have I just transferred my materialism to a slightly more abstract plane but maintained its essential nature? While I can put up with not having tangible things to show for my spending, I still want something, albeit intangible memories. I'm still not carpeing the diem and living for the moment, am I. And only after writing this much do I realize that I've essentially written this already in an earlier post. I'd forgotten completely about that until now. Did I say my mum has alzheimers? It's genetic, you know. Her mum. My mum. Me. It's only a matter of time.