Because I need to write these days in the same way that I need to breathe, because today has been different and because I like rules, but not too many, here’s my first (and not my last) entry into the dVerse Open Link. In honour of everyone who has lived a life.
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The Old Life
Today, we reminisced about old times: Remember when and I’d forgotten how and Can you really believe?
Today, we laughed about how they looked down on us and sneered at our clothes and told us to behave.
And yet as we shared our memories of a hotel with ideas above its station, I held a picture in my mind’s eye of a carefree girl with curly brown hair. Giggling, wearing a shapeless shirt and those jeans with the broken zip.
And I wonder where she went. And I wonder. And I wonder.
Hi Freya, this is an excellent wonder piece, we have people in our past whom we often ask what happened to them. I am pleased to read that you need to write as much as breathe. It’s an ok way to be.
Wow Freya! This is wonderful!! I wonder too about the old me…what would have happened if I had made a different choice here or there…who would I be now? Loved this piece!!
Yes, that girl was the old me, although it could be read as if I was writing about another person too. I don’t mind how others interpret it, as we take what we need from what we read, I think.
I’m sure she is still there. Under all the worries of life, that carefree child is still there. Thanks for sharing. Your words have a sweet tone to them.
ha. if only you could find her…
you could make some new memories as well..
smiles
welcome to dverse
Thank you, Brian. New memories would be great!
Hi Freya, this is an excellent wonder piece, we have people in our past whom we often ask what happened to them. I am pleased to read that you need to write as much as breathe. It’s an ok way to be.
Thank you. I agree, it is an OK way to be (and very much a sanity-saver!).
Wow Freya! This is wonderful!! I wonder too about the old me…what would have happened if I had made a different choice here or there…who would I be now? Loved this piece!!
Thank you so much, Bryan. 🙂
Yes, that girl was the old me, although it could be read as if I was writing about another person too. I don’t mind how others interpret it, as we take what we need from what we read, I think.
What a lovely contemplation, darling. Very well written.
Why thank you – it came to me out of nowhere whilst lying on the sofa yesterday evening 🙂
A lovely reminiscence. Welcome to dVerse!
Thank you, and thank you! 🙂
I’m sure she is still there. Under all the worries of life, that carefree child is still there. Thanks for sharing. Your words have a sweet tone to them.
Yes, underneath the ‘stuff’, she is. Sometimes, she even makes herself known! Thank you for your lovely comments 🙂