Entry 73: Happy or Sad

It appears to me that sad memories are somehow stronger than happy memories. When I try to think of a significant experience I had, it's mostly about a struggle or a painful event. I don't know if that has to do with our life styles. Kids like me that are born in a good family and have proper education, we are naturally happier than people that are suffering everyday. What I mean is, since we are often feeling delighted and relaxed, happy memories don't stand out that much in our lives. On the other hand, if a person who's suffering or living in terror everyday, he or she might find happy memories more precious. Another reason why sad memories tend to be stronger is that at the time when they happened, they were usually shocking, painful, and often teaches the person his or her mistake prior to the consequence. We learn from our mistakes that cause us a bad time. Some memories however are a mix of sad and happy ones. I remember taking dance lessons with this wonderful teacher - the practices are hard and painful, but dancing is at the same time beautiful. I consider that period very influential on who I am today. All I can think of about my memories right now are the two times I hurt myself and had to get stitches, and the times we adopted our two cats.