Memoir
Nostalgia Unleashed: Journeying Back Through the Sands of Old Times
Introduction: The echoes of the past invite us to explore the buried hallways of history in this day of continual technical advancement and quick social change. We're excited to begin this chapter of time travel through prose, where we'll explore the bittersweet embrace of nostalgia and find the treasures that the past has left behind.
By Tereza Giannouri2 years ago in Chapters
Magic in the Northern Lights. Top Story - August 2023.
Have you ever seen something so miraculous that the very moment takes your breath away? It's been 8 months and I’m still out of breath somehow. I started my travel journey in December of 2022 finally seeing my girlfriend after 3 long years of covid lockdowns. We traveled throughout Germany for the new years, and I saw the beauty of the country. Though the journey was full of wonderful experiences, I began to see the cracks in the foundation of our relationship. After a few short weeks, constant fights and incompatibilities I decided it was better to go our separate ways.
By Matthew Mccahey2 years ago in Chapters
A River Of Tears. Top Story - August 2023.
Less than three hours southwest of Madrid lies a valley called Valle de Jerty, in the province of Caceras, in Extremadura. The valley is well known in Spain, not so much outside of the country, for its stunning natural beauty, massive acreage of cherry blossom, and turbulent, rocky rivers.
By Liam Ireland2 years ago in Chapters
In Memoriam
Dear Uncle Kent - I wish I had been able to see you and discuss my appreciation for you before you passed, but it didn't happen. I intended for things to go differently within the family - I guess we all fall victim to our intentions. So here I am, regardless of my intention, addressing this letter to you, in honor of our relationship, sadly, after your death. It seems ironic that it is commonplace to speak of the wonderful attributes a person carried with them throughout life, only to be noted after their death. Why is that? Why do we withhold the sharing of our love until after death, when the impacts of those truths upon the deceased are of no value to them anymore?
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Chapters
Fifteen
I was only fifteen. I still had braces on my teeth and frizzy hair. My refuge was a night with my friends; talking, laughing, playing the role of normal. My friend, Tony, was at the helm of this adventurous night, and pulled into my driveway to drop me off.
By Jennifer Warren2 years ago in Chapters
Health Sabbatical (Hiatus)
I did not want my bad health to define me . There is a saying, “ Your health is your wealth.” I was never absent at work unless my body completely breakdown. I was not absent until something terrible happen to my body in 1999, right before spring.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Chapters
A room with no view
I have been in this room with no views for four years now. But the view from my ability to see the Lord and his name is Jesus. We first met when I was struggling with my anxiety and depression, which I pursued in trying the drugs that I remember the teenagers of my time used. Trips, and cocaine. Only I was to encounter an experience like no other.
By Dawn Earnshaw2 years ago in Chapters
Driven
So, I didn’t think I would write anything for this challenge, because the premise feels weird to me. When is the middle of my life. Has it passed? I hope it’s in the future. But here is an anecdote from a comment I left on Leslie Writes’s story, "Who Taught You How to Drive?”, about how I learned to drive.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Chapters
