If you could travel back in time, but never return, would you and when?
This was my answer –
Another interesting question, as tempting as it would be to time travel; again I would not go back in time. I have lived my life until now and know what the history of it is. I know by reading and learning the history of the world – everything I need to know can be found in my mind or books, or the internet. I look forward to living my life and traveling along into the future – to discover what is to unfold.
Later after that post was published I thought about time travel and it got me thinking. If I could take one trip to time travel and then come back to the present, where and when would I go? The time and the place came to my mind and then there was the person that I would take the time travel trip to see, to visit and be with once again. When is this time, where is this place and who is this person, you ask?
This person is my grandmother, the mother of my mother.
I recently found and starting following the wonderful blog Sadie’s Nest and she had a recipe post titled ‘Biscuits & Gravy’ that I enjoyed reading very much. I wrote the following comment on her post –
Oh my goodness – biscuits and gravy! I love this for breakfast and on occasion when I do eat them, it reminds me of my grandmother who passed away several years ago. She made the best biscuits and gravy! Sadie, thank you for this recipe and the memory!
So back in time I go, most likely the last 60s or early 70s – I am sitting in my grandmother’s home, in the dining room next to the kitchen eating biscuits & gravy. Back then I was very young, but now I am back and I am her age back then. I am eating my biscuits & gravy and my grandmother is telling me stories of her life, her family, her dreams & her hopes. This woman a mother of 8 and countless grandchildren and eventually countless great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren was a good Christian who never swore, never drank alcohol, never smoked, never judged, but instead loved everyone, gave unconditionally and taught values through her actions and her words.
I have wonderful memories of my grandmother as a child when she was younger. I have wonderful memories of my grandmother as an adult when she was older.
She died several years back at the age of 99 and thinking about her now brings some tears to my eyes.
I would love to see her again; me as an adult when she was younger – to hear her voice, to listen to her stories and to eat her biscuits & gravy.