What did I write before?

It’s the penultimate day of our challenge, and I am stuck. So I am looking back to other years. What did I write before?

Here’s last year:


A year later, I still identify with the feelings here. How we all long to Rise Above, to float in a white cloud ship above and beyond the pandemic and all the sadness and struggle it has brought into brighter days.

Here’s two years ago…


A news feature about “time travel” sent me back in time. A couple was reunited with the husband’s prized Corvette that was stolen just months after they got married nearly 50 years ago. No, my hubby didn’t have a Corvette when we got married- we had to borrow a car for our honeymoon! Our first car was a Rambler Rebel that his first Sargent from the aircraft radio repair shop he worked in as an Airman at Moody Air Force Base sold to us for $1. No kidding. The same car Sgt. Harrelson “This ain’t no resort, I didn’t take you to raise” repaired for a fee of a plate of brownies when the timing chain and gear went out. By the way, in spite of his favorite saying, the Sargent contributed to the “raising” of many young airmen, teaching them a work ethic that would serve them well throughout adult life.

The wife on the news joked she used to say her husband set up the whole thing so she would never get to drive the Corvette. I remembered how my husband was always the driver wherever we were going in the early days of our marriage.

One of the pieces of evidence used to prove the Corvette belonged to them was a snapshot of the two of them posing by the car. It was that photo that sent me back in time because I have one just like it. The husband was wearing a pair of plaid pants much like my hubby had back in the day. So cool. They were standing beside the car, he with his arm around her waist. The exact pose we took in our picture.  The brilliant smiles of young love and pride of car ownership (no matter theirs was a Corvette, ours a Rambler)- the happiness is as clear in the photos as the physical objects and people are.

That happiness has me smiling today. Time travel. We should all take that trip to a happy place from time to time.

So it looks like the last two years, I was thinking about travel through time. I still am feeling that this year. There have been lots of days during this time we’ve been going through when I have thought about, longed for, times past. Times when loved ones who are gone were still here. Days that were special and live in memories. There have been days of wishing for freedom to travel. Just a couple of weeks before lockdown last year, a colleague and I flew to Las Vegas to attend the National Association for Bilingual Education conference. I would like to time travel to the days when we can feel safe to travel again.

However much I sometimes wish to travel through time, most days I am content to be in the present. I can find something good in every day. Though I sometimes feel stuck as a writer, every day does have a Slice of Life that I can write about and remember.

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4 Responses to What did I write before?

  1. carwilc says:

    Like you, I’m remembering the days of traveling, of beaches, of time with loved ones, but working hard to be content, and at peace, and still in the moments I do have. And like you, I’ve been looking back, the last few days, trying to decide what my slice might be…. It’s hard to write for 31 days straight!

  2. cvarsalona says:

    Diane, congratulations for continuing to write. It is an excellent idea to look back when stuck for a slice. Yours expanded to add in past and present feelings. Happy Writing!

  3. Ramona says:

    I wish I could travel back to a time when loved ones were still here. I love this look back through the lens of the last two years. And you taught me a new vocabulary word. I did not know the meaning of penultimate before reading your post.

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