Do You Remember Faces From Your Childhood?

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I remember some, but others, no clue. My parents lived apart one summer when I was in elementary school, and I went with my dad. That summer my mom lost weight, cut her long hair short, and when we met at the end of the summer to go back home, she was coming towards us, and my dad was saying "There she is!" and I couldn't see here anywhere. I remember feeling so afraid, because I couldn't find her. She was nowhere. Even after my dad was holding her in his arms, I couldn't recognize her as my mother. That was such a scary experience. It took a very long time for my mom and I took re-connect after that. I don't think she ever realized it was because she changed her appearance. -Safia

Faces

Yes, I can remember many faces from my childhood and onward even of people that didn't play any particular role in my life.

I seem to be very good at visual memory but have terrible memory when it comes to anything mechanical.

Memories fade with time...

The faces I still remember used to tend to the negative, but the more positive and lasting improvements I make to my mood and attitudes, the more my memory tends towards positive faces.

The kinds of faces we tend to remember may be a clue to the current state of one's own attitudes, moods, and core beliefs.

I have terrible memory for faces. I might get a flash of a face. But for instance, trying to remember a friend of mine, I can see his clothes and his hair, and it takes awhile of thinking about it to work up to his face.

I don't remember any faces from my childhood. I'm always surprised to hear that someone went to my old school because I rarely even get the "that face rings a bell" feeling. I can barely picture faces from my present, I can perhaps picture small details but never the whole face. I have an appalling visual memory and not a good memory for anything else either.

I can "remember" some faces from my childhood, but they are all frozen, like snapshots. To be honest, I think most of my memories are from pictures anyway.

But according to these transactual analysis exercises that I wrote about in my first Post, one is supposed to go back to one´s childhood and see the faces and body language of people- animated, and with expressions- sort of like little movies of the past. This I absolutely can´t do at all. I see no movement or movies, it´s all a kind of a blur.

I wonder if part of this is because I probably never really looked at people much when I was younger. When I made an effort to concentrate on my eye contact about 6 years ago, I realized, in doing so, that I had barely looked at people up to that point.

In contrast, I can see faces and body language of people from the more recent past. I don´t think this has so much to do with actual memory, but more with where my focus is- (literally and figuratively).

Does anyone have a similar experience?

I remember a few, selective faces. It's odd that I can remember my mom's friend's face but cannot remember the face of my own school friend. But I do remember most of them... just the facial features. Not the eyes, of course.

I can't remember any faces, including those of people I know right now.

I remember them oh, too well.

My mind has great capacity to remember certain kinds of information while also refusing entry to other information (especially names and faces). It can be quite embarassing, somebody tells me their name and 30 seconds later I can't remember it. But if they hand me a business card and I see it in writing then I'll remember it for years. If they told me some meaningless fact about themselves like their shoe size then I'd probably remember that, but names are like a drop of water falling into the ocean, a second later there's no evidence it ever existed.

Earlier this year I had a business meeting with somebody and clearly remembered him as young and blond. A month later I met him again and he was middle aged with salt and pepper hair. What was I thinking?

I remember what my friends looked like from when I was a kid and kids in my class. I saw them all the time so that's how I remember but I can't remember what this girl named Teresa looked like. I didn't see her often is why. She just came next door sometimes, I think they were her aunt and uncle and she come there to visit with her mother. Then when they moved, I never saw the girl again.

I can, in a rudimentary way... kind of a mental catalog, not so much a picture.


M.

I can't remember my own face never mind anyone else's.