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Lost In Space
Pumpkin spice ... yes or pass?
Idon’t know about you, but I feel like my memory is starting to go. I don’t know about you, but I feel like my memory is starting to go. See what I did there? That’s just an example of what I’ve been going through nearly every day.
I’m not making light of dementia or Alzheimer’s, as those are devastating conditions for people and their families. I’m talking about age-related short-term memory loss. While I usually blame my age for this, I’m starting to think that society is actually to blame for making me feel like I can’t remember a thing.
YUMI RIAH VILLENA
Designer/Social Media Manager, Honolulu
“Yes — especially in a warm drink.”
BRANDON TISDALE
Painter, Pearl City
“Yes to pumpkin spice because it makes pumpkin pies.”
EMILY FLATT
Grad Student, ‘Ewa
“Pass — apple cider is way better than pumpkin.”
BRANDON LEE
Business Co-owner, Honolulu
“Yes, if it’s more than just a syrup added.”
Ever since the regular use of mobile phones, I don’t bother remembering people’s phone numbers. When I was young, I had the phone numbers of all my friends embedded in my mind. Now I don’t even know the numbers for my kids’ phones. As far as my wife’s mobile phone number, well, I had it tattooed on my arm. Not really, but I would be a fool not to know what her number is only because it should be the most important number in my life!
And what is it with passwords? Every single app, TV streaming service and computer site is password protected. How the heck am I supposed to remember all of them, let alone my specific username, too? Plus, it has to be a certain length of characters, use uppercase and lowercase letters, and use at least one symbol. How do you remember these without writing them down or using the same one?
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S Your Life’s Aim
ome people are looking for their life’s purpose. If this is you, the best place to start is by affirm- ing where you are already living a purpose. Ask
yourself the following questions:
“Where am I a teacher, and where am I a student?” “Where do I play a mother’s role, and where do I
play a father’s role?”
“Where do I take challenges I’ve overcome and use
my experience to help others?”
The concept is this: You are currently living it. Your
purpose might not be in an inspiring form yet, but if you keep seeing it as something outside of you, it will remain elusive. If you can identify current facets of it, you have something to grow and shape. Looking for purpose is like looking for your glasses that are sitting right on top of your head.
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And I guess forgetting your username or password hap- pens so often that the login even asks if you forgot it. Then they’ll text you an activation code number that you have to key in. The problem with that is you have to remember the number when you swipe from the text to the app asking for the access code!
But back to memory. I had paint damage on my 15-year- old, black, two-door car repaired the other week. So, I bor- rowed my wife’s white, four-door sedan to go to work, since she could ride with our daughter to work.
My office is in Kapolei across the street from Kapolei Com- mons shopping center. I parked in the vast parking lot and ran into INspiration for something. When I came out, I couldn’t find my car. I wandered from row to row when a young man gathering carts asked, “Uncle, you need help?” I laughed and said I couldn’t find my car. “It’s a black two-door ...” then I remembered I drove my wife’s car and was actually standing right next to it.
I thanked the kid and said I had to run back in the store. I didn’t go back out until he was gone. It would have all been good, but then I couldn’t remember where I parked my wife’s car!
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