I am disappointed by my brother’s reaction to my memoir. His memory totally differs from mine. When I asked him to tell about the day we hang out, he started talking about a different ride. He didn’t remember the moment when we rode the specific one. I don’t blame him though because it was a year ago. I am pretty sure my memory is true.
In my English class we learned how humans couldn’t remember all of their memories very vividly. That’s why I think writing a “memoir” is difficult. Human’s brain is limited. I don’t believe all writing Solomon did is true. How could we remember all days for twelve years!?!?