Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sunday Scribblings #152: Lost

Gotten lost in the woods? Driving? Lost a child in a store? Lost something else of value -- found it again? Lost souls, lost innocence . . . write about the word "lost."

When I read this week's prompt was "lost," the first thing that came to mind were the words from the famous song Amazing Grace "I once was lost, but now I'm found." But what could I write about the song--I supposed most people already knew the story behind the song.

My second thought was about an incident that occured last fall when Sunshine and I were traveling through northern Arizona. But, no, thought I, other Scribblers are probably growing tired of reading stories like that.

So, what can I write about "lost"? I asked myself. Okay, I know--I'll write about a lost art. Sunshine is attempting to learn to tat. Surely tatting is a lost art and the subject would make an interesting post. Why, I could even include some pictures of future projects.

But no, I kept coming back to the Arizona story. Yesterday was a busy day and I was unable to write. So this morning I woke up, still pondering what to write about when I remembered a very special anecdote about my father that had been related by my uncle at Dad's funeral service.

It seems my Dad, Mom, her parents and younger brother (my uncle) were going on a short trip. My Dad was driving and at some point in the journey, it appeared they were lost! To this day, my Mom is very high-strung and easily stressed. Apparently, she started freaking out. My Dad, always laid-back, purportly replied, "We may be lost, but at least we're going the right direction."

How I enjoyed the story. It had made me smile even during the funeral service. I always meant to write about the incident, but never got around to it. Sometime later, I felt a little sketchy on the details and asked my uncle to recount the tale. He couldn't remember. I asked my husband. He couldn't remember, either.

Why didn't I write about the account when it was still fresh in my memory? I asked myself. To think I almost lost a story that was really important to me simply because I hadn't taken the time to write about it.

Perhaps that is why I like to write stories about things in my life. Maybe this is my way of keeping the memories from becoming lost.

Well, I must go now. I have a story to write. This one is about a trip Sunshine and I took to Arizona last fall...

"Lost in Flagstaff"

It was a dark and stormless night...

Visit Sunday Scribblings to read more on the subject of "lost."


  1. That sounds like your dad. I suspect you were lost in thought while trying to come up with your take on the prompt. I haven't had time to write anything...well with the exception of completing my assignment for group tomorrow night.

  2. It is nice to write memorys down. I don't write down enough really, which is why for me this blogging is great. It is like an online diary.

    Thank you for your comments on my following post. It is very frustrating when things change. I hope to follow you again publicly soon and so you should get Holly & Zac's pic
    I am following the same still though through annonymous and google reader and i have your blog in my blog roll. :-)

  3. I enjoyed the way you wove the story back into itself...sure write that Arizona story. It will come back to you for another prompt.

  4. I would love to read about Sunshine's lost art of tatting...I'm clueless...but you did great here. Blogging is a wonderful way to keep the memories from getting lost!

    Ps. Thanks so much for your sweet's been such a struggle lately with my muse on hiatus...I'm hopeful she's back :)

  5. Sounds like something my father would have come up with too. He claimed he was never lost, simply learning more about the surrounding countryside.

  6. that's a good story for the funeral! i hope when i die i'll have a lot of "stories" that people can share about me...

  7. Memories are so precious.

    I love the stories and History of the lost Ark of the Covenant.....
    The Knights Templer were supposed to have hidden them over here...I doubt it..
    Like memories lost and gone forever...

  8. G'Day, Tatting looks so complicated to me, but I love the results, never tried it myself.
    I like to write stories from my memory too. My imagination isn't that great a place most of the time, for writing from anyway. lovely post as usual.

  9. Often when driving I take a wrong turn, my response is "Just takin' the scenic route" a way of new discovery. He he.

  10. Lovely read ... weaving and tatting included ... well done ;)