I remember snippets of my past. I know there are some things I purposefully blocked out, but there are things that I wish I could remember. When I look at photos of the 90s, when I was growing up, I barely remember any of it. I'm only 31, so it's frustrating in that I feel I should remember some of it.
My first flash of a memory is when I was a toddler, maybe, and I was standing beside a step stool. My mom was hanging curtains. I remember looking up and thinking how high up she was as Wynonna Judd played in the background.