A defense mechanism

It is comforting to have a delete button in my brain.  Thankfully, I can’t remember many of the life-threatening medical crises that I have experienced over the past year, even when my wife gives me the details of my near demise and its aftermath.

Being oblivious to the dark side of my existence is a virtue. It’s never been in my nature to dwell on any of the traumas that confront me, so being able automatically to forget these horrors is a life-enhancing blessing.