Our memories are little more than a deposition of energies encountered over time.  Images we fabricate can seem even more real than actual interactions we have experienced with other beings in other situations.  Sometimes fanstasy and reality mix until one can no longer be distinguised from the other but both can seem as real as the other.  Actual or imagined, beautiful or ugly, all memories are constructs of our own perception, our own creation, our own projections, so embrace them as the illusions they are and love them accordingly.