Sometimes the name comes later

This often occurs when a state of being prevails.  It's akin to that need to cook or clean the counter.
The urge to straighten papers, pursue the bookshelf to say "hi" to old & new friends.  Perhaps, this is the family album & one day after the day of gathering, you remember.  You remember.  All the names like petite poems are echoing in your ear.  A good feeling.  Comforting as the taste of turkey.