Amnesia

It's scary how short Gabe's memory is. Today he was doing some homework. He had to write down the name of a shop. He wrote down "Lucky", the name of the small supermarket where we get some of our groceries here in Cambodia. I asked Gabe, "Where did we get our groceries in America?" "Lucky?" was his guess. "You think we had Lucky in America?" I asked. "I don't know," he answered. Finally, he remembered the name of one store we went to in America.

We have been gone only three weeks and the American environment already seems to be fading from his memory. It's almost as if he never lived there. Of course, he remembers people, for which I'm glad.