Wow that's a nice memory to have and one you'll never forget!!

Wow!! Your photographic memory includes all senses. that's wonderful as you can relive all of it by thinking about these special moments in your life. thank you for sharing.

i never seen in real life a baby being born but it would be certainly unforgettable ! Thank you for sharing!

Ive seen some movies dealing with this phenomenon... And the show Brain Games explains a lot on the selectiveness of memory and the power of suggestion to add and subtract details from our memories.

Photographic memory probably works more if youre focused on remembering...and if you practice noticing details around-- like security personnel...

That wouldn't have been good memories for sure. sorry for your losses.

The way a certain friend used to greet me, every morning, when he came downstairs for breakfast. I'd give anything to experience it again.
You might experience that again someday.

interesting..

Often, when I look at some of the paintings I've done, I get bits of memories of what I was doing, feeling, even listening to as I painted it. I don't know if an artist can actually infuse emotions etc into their work and others can see some of it, or if it's just specific to the person who painted it. I know the actual subject matter and the way it is portrayed can cause others to fell certain emotions, but I often wonder if my own feelings come thru as well.

I've never had any PHOTOGRAPHIC quality memories. That must be a unique sensation.

As for the idea that memories are changed by the act of recalling them, I think that's misleading in the way it is expressed. I've read a number of reports about studies of memory, from various viewpoints, and none of them entirely agree.

However, none of them could be accurately said to have claimed firmly that all acts of recollection alter memories, and make them forever false. It is especially true, that changes made to memories, are not always distortions of them. Changes can make them more accurate as well, especially when the persons' perspective and emotional stability has been improved or broadened with time and experience.

Certainly my own, still very clear memory, is one of personal accomplishment by mental effort.

I was about six months old (I did not have a clear appreciation of time measurement, but since I know that I could not yet walk, and that I did learn to walk by seven months, that I was no more than .5 years old). I was sitting in the middle of the main room of our house, and I wanted to see what the sky looked like through the small windows at the top of the front door. I craned my head back and looked, but I could only see the eaves of the roof overhanging the door outside.

I turned around and looked behind me, and saw that there was a stair that I thought I could climb, across the room from me, and I imagined that if I got up on that stair, that I would be able to see much further out the window, because I would be higher in the room. So I crawled to the stair, climbed up on top of it with great effort, turned and sat down and looked at the windows at the top of the door again.

To my great satisfaction, I could indeed now see the blue sky beyond the eaves of the house.

I am sure that the reason I do still recall it so well, is that I was THAT pleased with the fact that I was capable of solving a problem by myself like that.

What is "Bouncing" a euphemism for?

My memory was that of my first grey leather bomber jacket that was bought by my parents because of my passing grades. It was 1984 and I remember the store ( Jackson's store) and the friendly store clerk ( light brown balding man in his perhaps 40's) who showed me all the different kinds of jackets. I can still see the layout of the store ,my anticipation of my choice of jacket. It came to a total of $168.00 and remembering being proud of it. I can still smell the leather protecting product that I used to put on my jacket. I can even see myself at 14 years old and going to school in September and getting compliments and feeling proud. So I agree with SitkaRains that some people are able to get all their senses when it is a wonderful memory imprinted in them. I have never forgotten about this experience

Nice to hear of memories that go to a very early age. Thank you for sharing!

waking up in hospital, after I found out i had died and it was a miracle they got me back.

and seeing my neice just after she was born.

The last time I saw my dad's face before he died. He told me he loved me. A face of approval and love. A first in 30 years.

The day my daughter was born. When the nurse handed her to me and I had my first look at this beautiful English Rose.

Thank you for reminding me of such ... unpleasant surprises ... my mom and stepfather... eeewww...

My 4 year old son barging in when mom and dad were ...

No no no!! Back in the cupboard, memories!!

Oh wow! Can I ask you if you for how long that you died? Did you see anything?

Awww it's wonderful that he got to say he loved you before he passed to the other side. My father died before I had a chance to see him one last time. Thanks for sharing.