how bad is it when you get soo caught up in the stress of daily work and life that you forget the meaning of your life and who you really are?

this is the email i got this morning, this is something i have never forgotten until today...

why is it we cannot pick and choose our memories no matter how small or big... some things just tend to dissapear on their own, even when you dont want them to.

Are either of you planning on going out to the cemetary today? If so, could you please take some flowers for me?

love,
Mom