As my husband and I drove along a beautiful highway he asked, “Do you remember last time we came here?” No, I don’t remember the last time we drove down this highway. My memory plays tricks on me and one of them is leaving out the details of past trips and events. I joked with him, “One benefit of having MS is getting to see it all for the first time, again! It works especially well with movies and Sunday drives.” He replied, “Kind of like 50 First Dates.” We laughed.

Image from The Drewseum.