witness testimony


The kids ask me to tell them stories all the time but I can’t remember any. Why? Yesterday going through rolls of film from 2019 made my skin crawl. Why? Why do I get dizzy and sad and afraid when I look back? Why can’t I remember? Will I remember this? Is it irresponsible of me not to journal every night? Will their childhoods just disappear into the ether? What good am I as a witness if I cannot recall?