During these days I was thinking about this theme. It happens very often, not just inside the family and about our different memories. For example, during these days there were some street demonstrations here in my country and reading the post about them written by people who was there, it seems each one has different feelings and different version of the same things they watched. Every time I thought about it, I have the movie Rashomon" by Kurosawa, where some witnesses describe how a samurai was murdered in a forest, each of them tell about the murder (the same scene) in different ways. ^_