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"What keeps human memory?"

What keeps human memory? In general, why do we remember what no longer? Can it really be important that someone remembers how he learned to write the first letters, or in what dress came to the lesson his favorite teacher, or what kind of house once stood on the site of the current shopping center? Our memory carefully stores many things, details, individuals, which seemed to be deprived of meaning, because there are no more them and it is impossible to return them. And yet they live persistently in our memories. They live and imperceptibly for us fill our lives, making it volumetric, deep, meaningful.

I remember what was once, and therefore, the past for me is not lifeless, it is filled with my sensations and experiences. The past is no longer a dull list of information and dates, but a series of visible images and living situations. Consequently, I live not only now, but also in the past. My life is not a moment, limited by the word "now", it takes on a length.

And through the memories, my life is connected with the life of other people: friends, relatives, acquaintances. I remember their faces, gestures, keeping our conversations and meetings in my memory. And the length of my life seems to be complemented by volume: I'm not alone in my past.

But my personal memories inevitably bear a compensation of some time for the country of time, a leaving era. And this means that through them I become involved in history, I feel it part of it. Thanks to my ability to remember my life is filled with meaning. I am not Ivan, kinship without remembering, but a person who experiences his relativeness of the course of shared life.