You Can’t Really Go Back

It was about remembering.

Remembering the way things used to be.

 

Daddy has become sort of melancholy about the past these recent days.

It’s as if he wants to relive some of the old times we had as a family.

So, after a few days at the beach,

he, my sister, and I took off this morning on what we dubbed our Great Adventure!

 

We left Emerald Isle and headed to Morehead,

then past Beaufort on toward the ferry crossing at Cherry Branch.

the ferry at Cherry Branch

It’s been a while since I’ve ridden a ferry.

It was a pleasant ride over to Minnesott Beach.

It definitely brought back some good memories.

 

Debbie and Daddy on the ferry going to Minnesott Beach
My sister, Debbie, and Daddy

 

Me & Daddy
Me & Daddy

 When we were little, our family spent a good amount of time at Minnesott Beach,

so our adventure really began there.

It’s been at least 50 years since we vacationed there.

As you can imagine, it is VERY different now.

The Pavilion is gone.

It’s an empty lot.

But the little strip of rooms I remember being pink are still there.

Now they’re blue.

Obviously, they’ve been remodeled.

We were unable to locate the house we used to stay in.

I guess it, too, has been pushed down.

Debbie is almost 5 years younger than I am,

so much of it she didn’t really remember.

Daddy and I reminisced as we drove that little strip of road.

It’s funny how you remember twists and turns of the actual road

and some of the dwellings from that time so long ago.

 

Our next stop was at Dawson Creek near Oriental.

We drove down a long gravel road we thought had to be

the one where I learned to drive.

The old trailer was at least a mile off the main road

and when we’d turn onto it, Daddy would get out and

let me drive the rest of the way.

I had to have been less than 14 at the time.

My driver’s ed teacher caught on real fast that it wasn’t my first time behind a wheel!!!

 

We tried a 2nd road attempting to find where Uncle Ed

and Aunt Margaret used to be.

We know we were in the right place, but everything was so different.

 

After lunch in Oriental,

Daddy suggested we ride over to Aurora since we were pretty close already.

When I was 15, Mama and Daddy bought an old, old trailer

on the Pamlico River.

My sister and I have the BEST memories of that place.

Of all the places Daddy has owned,

that was the best, hands down!

 

But it’s gone.

Hurricane Irene (I believe that’s the one) washed it away.

Completely.

Along with all but two other dwellings at Jarvis Landing.

 

Our last stop was a house we had a few miles down that same river.

The same hurricane did a lot of damage to it, too.

Someone may still use the house,

but it is grown up with weeds and is so sad looking.

 

So many times, we want to live in the past.

But you can’t really go back.

You can have the memories,

but that’s all.

 

The storms of life, both outward and inward,

make so many changes to the landscape of this earth

and of our souls.

 

We want to hold on to those days we remember as simple and carefree.

Our memories have a way of clearing out a lot of the thorns and thistles.

To me, that is grace.

Remembering the good.

Filtering out the unpleasant.

 

At almost 85, Daddy realizes he is much closer to that day when he will finally go home.

He is ready when the Lord calls.

I truly believe the nearness of that day is causing him to reflect on

the good times we have had.

 

I know just being together today made him happy.

He agreed with us that we really can’t go back.

The truth is, we don’t really want to.

But revisiting those places and those memories are good things.

 

As long as we can be together,

we will talk and share and laugh and mourn

the times we have experienced as a family.

These are precious times.

And no storm can take away what is in our hearts.

 

Lots of love, Sharon

 

 

 

 

 

 


One thought on “You Can’t Really Go Back

  1. Beautiful reflection of a beautiful father-daughters’ sentimental journey …a present from the past. Thank u for sharing! I spent many journeys on the Minnesott Ferry!

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