which is HARDEST to FORGET, the MEMORY connected to an OBJECT, to a PLACE, or to a DATE...?

Question

by the PERSON you deeply MISSED AND LONG FOR?

Answer 1

To a place.
Objects and specific dates pass away more easily in your memory.
...............but time and space are in the end the same thing.

:-).

Answer 2

A place is the same as an object. I remember places and other things, but my visual record may not be all that accurate. I remember dates like birthdays because I am kept being reminded of them every year. I might remember a particular day in my life, but I won't remember the date. But the day I'm remembering is really just a collection of memories of objects, people, how I felt, music I heard etc. I can think of a piece of music and hear it in my head, like I can visualise somebody's face. But I cannot recreate smells or feelings like temperature or physical pain. Which is probably a good thing. When I recognise a smell that I have smelled before, it may remind me of a certain time or place. I think memories of people are the easiest thing to remember, if that's what you're asking.

Answer 3

A place. A moment in time in a place with that person. I don't much connect with objects or dates. But places! Returning to a place after years can make the memory so immediate you can smell it, taste it. Sometimes, in memory, I can't recall "where" the place even was, but I'm there. When? What day, year, gosh I don't know. That's for calendars, not feelings.
When/where did we share the mockingbird & the meadowlark? What beach with whispered surf? (& I don't consider birds & surf as objects in the way I think you meant this). When I remember a "place"I may not remember where it was, but if I see it again, then I do.

Answer 4

The memory connected to a place is the hardest to forget.

In the human mind, places seem to have a soul when they're connected to a person.

Objects are soulless.

Dates and people = harder for our mind to connect numbers with people.

Answer 5

I believe the answer to be: DATE.
Reason being, objects and places can fade away from your thoughts. You can throw the object away or burn it, you can decide not to visit the place again..However, you cannot change the calendar!!
Of every year you remain alive, you will have that one day where you are certain to have the reminder! Missing and longing for someone = waiting with agony! A date symbolises that.
Thank U Enki &
Take Care! :-)

Answer 6

Memories are made of these: objects, places, dates. Remembering someone always takes you to some special things you've shared, places you've been together on a way back when. All these make it hard to forget someone.
This afternoon at 2, my colleague and good old friend Oscar has started his journey back home...in a coffin. He just passed away last July 17. A so sudden, unpremeditated death threw its sickle on him in a fraction of seconds while on his way from Clifford Office on a very hot Tuesday afternoon.
It hit me like something incomprehensible. Oscar? That chuckily healthy tall guy with pony tailed long hair? Oscar, my old architect friend? Did I hear it right?
And then his memories rushed in...all his jokes, his newly purchased digital gadgets, those long walks for electronic stores in Guangzhou and Shiqiao, those moments of jokes and fun. Oh, Oscar is GONE! I'll never get to him again in those places....Never hear his jokes again...Never again!
Sure will be missing him!

Answer 7

I think that the Hardest to forget would be, the memory connected to a Place, and the date. My Grandson, Mario, was Killed by some inmates who were paid Money for them to do it, at the Prison, that is in Mexico, You and I know that Mexico is the Country, I am not going to say the name of the Town it happened in, since I am not familiar with the guidelines of Yahoo. My Grandson was wrongfully convicted of a Murder he did not commit, but a lot of the Newspapers who investigated, had proof that the real culprits were the Police who were in charge of this investigation.Even the American Consulate that was stationed in that city, investigated it and they send a full report to the Official who was in Charge and he did not want to get my Grandson where they had, him incarcerated in, to us, his relatives we felt helpless, because we did not have any rights in that Foreign Country, they wanted $10,000.oo to let my Grandson go, My Daughter was going to take out a loan to pay them the Money, and I told her, that what Guarantee, did she have they were telling the Truth. Even my Grandson would not want his Mother to do it. On April,13, 2004, they murdered him inside the prison with 87, stab wounds all over his Body and Face. Can we, his family, forgive, and forget about it? NO! We have never gone to that foreign Country again, and we never will. I hope and pray that God in his infinite wisdom do Justice for his Murder, because there rarely is Justice done in that City. That Place is controlled by the Drug Cartel, and it is spilling to our side of where we live.

Answer 8

I would say both object and place, most of my memories are triggered by an object in that place, like a brooch, a card, or even a love poem. I don't have to be at the place where the memory took place. Sometimes I remember something like when I eat cherries I remember me and my grandmother eating them in the kitchen at my aunts house or I remember intimate moments me and my guy shared when I see all his love letters he wrote me. For me it is a combination of object and place they seem to go hand in hand.

Answer 9

A place.

Answer 10

I guess it depends on the situation

I was deeply in love before I got married, with another man.

I didn't take the situation seriously, and now I live wondering what if?

I can honestly say, I know what it means to LONG for someone. I know how it feels to wonder how someone's life has gone on, when you know damn well you should have been there.

I think youth is the resolving factor in this question. Do you know what you're doing? or do you just "do"?

Answer 11

For me, the hardest to forget is definitely the date. I had experienced the a death of a friend on July 21, 2007. His loss will be instilled in my mind, and I will forever know the date in which my heart was broken from his loss.