Grieving and confused

I’ve always had an uncanny memory for faces, that given a moment can place them in the context I’ve seen them before. I mean even on one brief viewing in say a film or on tv, and after a gap of many years. Similarly with film dialogue, which I can capture almost verbatim after a single viewing.

Frustratingly my memory for names is a lot less impressive. And as I’m getting older I have to endure the really annoying fact that names of famous people suddenly escape me, it’s almost like a bout of amnesia, and though sometimes I can torture my memory to tease out the name, more and more I have to resort to internet searches.

I try to use my memory as much as I can, memorizing new things each day. As I understand it helps preserve this kind of mental acuity. Ultimately though the end results are an inevitable slow decline. I try not to dwell on it…