Friday Photo: Back to the Future

Some days I wish for that machine from ‘Back To The Future’ – the one where I could climb in and time travel backwards.  In the movie, Marty McFly found himself thirty years back in 1955, smack in the middle of his parent’s romance.

Mainly, I’d travel back to beautiful places I’ve been in my life. I’d love the convenience of pushing a button and finding myself in a new location.  If I felt like great adventures, I’d go to Nicaragua.  For youthful abandon, I’d wake up in a hostel in Amsterdam.  Missing my childhood pen pal? I’d go back to Yorkshire, England.  Nostalgia for family who have passed on would send me back to Sherman Oaks, California.  A yearning for academic stimulation would find me in Berkeley.

Today I want to jump in with Marty and travel back to the place where generations of my family have landed before me.  I want to walk on the soft white sand towards the lone Cyprus.  I want to climb over to Bird Rock and peek into the Whaler’s Cabin at Point Lobos.  I want to climb Hawk Tower and stare into the Pacific, imagining Jeffer’s view from the early 1900s.  I want to watch my babies bury themselves in the sand of the Bird Sanctuary Beach and giggle as they wiggle their toes free.

Then tomorrow I’ll be back in 2012, immersed in life as I know it today. I’ll be driving from mountain to mountain, cheering my children as they catapult down the ski run.  I’ll be packing lunches and loading skis, grading papers and doing laundry, unloading groceries and washing dishes.

But just for today, could you open the door and let me have a moment just for me?

Jennifer Wolfe

Jennifer Wolfe, a writer-teacher-mom, is dedicated to finding the extraordinary in the ordinary moments of life by thinking deeply, loving fiercely, and teaching audaciously. Read her stories on her blog, mamawolfe at jenniferwolfe.net.

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  1. If only life would allow us to go back to times such as the ones you mentioned. I would go back to Venezuela, where my heart was left in 2007. I would choose El Salvador to love on little children that I miss today. I would go back to a time where I chose to stay away from the hospital instead of visiting my grandfather before he passed away.

  2. I would love to go back and spend time with my mother who died when I was 26 yo. Way too young! There are so many things I need to ask her and tell her. I was too young myself at the time to realize how fleeting the moments were. I am smiling right now thinking how lovely that visit would be! Gotta go – I’m having an imaginary conversation!

    Mauntie from VB

  3. Love that movie ‘Back to the Future’. I wouldn’t mind traveling in time to go visit my family in Argentina, which is a half day travel from the United States.
    Have a great weekend 🙂

  4. Dear Jennifer,
    As with all who have commented thus far about the power of your posting, I, too, traveled back to the people who have touched my life–those who raised me; those who educated me; those who befriended me. Thank you for encouraging me to remember.

    Peace.

  5. I think I would go back to the night my firstborn was born, they gave me too many pain meds and I was drugged though the whole thing. There are so many first moments I missed with her, that I have treasured and feel blessed to have experienced with my other 2. I wouldn’t even go back to change or prevent the cancer or 2 near fatal accidents I have had. If given the chance I would change that night. I would be alert and able to remember each noise and the moment we looked into one anthers eyes.

  6. Oh I would sometimes wish that I can go back in time or go ahead in the future. Especially when I really messed up or I get anxious waiting for something to come. But here we are, stuck in the now. Just gotta live it!

  7. I thoroughly loved my summer in Kenya, teaching at a seminary. While the adventures with missionaries to the “touristy” spots were great, i’d prefer the more “natural” adventures which my adult students would take me for the chance to explore their lives: a walk to the local village with Jean Pierre and Lovemore, a matatu trip to the market with charles, a matatu trip to his mother’s house for a home cooked meal (Kenyan cuisine) with Moses. I’d go back there! Bring on the ugali with beans & rice!!!

  8. Oh how I could spend hours thinking about where I’d go in the touch of a button! Florence for the night my husband and I first said we loved each other…the beach we used to go to as kids to relive those moments of wonder…but I digress. Thanks for your post and allowing my mind to travel along with yours…

    Visiting from vB – congrats on being a Featured Member!
    Gina
    http://www.totallyfullofit.com

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