I think that my first memory occured around the age of 3. I remember stumbling my way through obstacle courses my dad used to make for me in our basement. The reason I think this memory is so strong is because it is the memory that everyone in my family always associates with that particular house. Since it was constantly brought up and something we often reminisced about when we moved away it was locked in my memory even though I was relatively young. I do feel that this is my personality and identity. I have a hard time imagining a memory of myself and removing that version of 'me' from the current me. In my mind all versions, past, present, and future of myself are still my personality and my identity simply in different stages along the journey.
