Tuesday, January 9, 2018

Gettin’ Back

The joys I have possessed are ever mine;
out of thy reach, behind eternity,
hid in the sacred past,
but blest remembrance brings them hourly back.
                                              John Dryden

“Gettin’ Back” was a popular phrase, in a house that consisted of many siblings, and very few places to sit to watch a small black and white television. There were, of course, lots of places to sit on the cold floor. Need I explain why that was not where I wanted to be?

Those coveted spots filled up quickly, first thing in the morning before school. Saturday mornings before the cartoons came on always brought about a battle for seats. Sunday nights and The Ed Sullivan Show had us all trying to get in those coveted spots early. If you were lucky enough to get one of those spots, you would not leave….no matter what.

Often times, this simple phrase “Gettin’ Back” did not work. Let us say if Mother Nature’s call visited, after drinking two cups of nice warm cocoa (you get the idea). No matter how hard you tried you did not want to leave. If you did it was mostly during a commercial. When you would return, a fight would ensue and ultimately the strongest would win; unless of course our mother stepped in and then both would end up on that cold floor. I was not the strongest. I spent a lot of time on the floor.

These days, I have my very own spot. It awaits me at all times, be that day or night. My view is spectacular.
The weather outside has been very cold. You would really have had to experience it to understand. With -40 degrees Celsius temperatures outside, I have found “My Spot” a great comfort. I could only imagine what the floor of that old house would have felt like way back in the old days. 

“My Spot” which I must point out, actually sits directly above the woodstove is perfect.

In the middle of the night, when I have to pass this spot, you know, because of Mother Nature, (somethings never change) I always look out to see what is outside. I often find myself hypnotized and held captive by the view just inches from “My Spot”. I sit and take comfort in the fact that there is no need to call out “Gettin’ Back.”

“My Spot” which I need not share unless of course, I want to share is perfect. There are many who have sat in “My Spot” during the day with my permission and I need not say “Gettin’ Back” as I do know they will eventually leave and that spot will once again be empty and waits for only me.
Day or night, sun or moon, cold or hot, snow or not I will be found in “My Spot”.

I have to tell you that I do miss those days of “Gettin’ Back” and once in a while and when I get out of “My Spot” after sitting for an hour at night I whisper “Gettin’ Back”.

You know, just in case.


Thanks Tess for my very own incredibly beautiful gift full of memories and stories.


  1. I sometimes stop and look out too, especially on a bright night :-).

  2. Brought tears to my eyes with that last sentence.

  3. Wonderful reminiscence with a great ending. Good that we have our memories to keep us grateful!

  4. What a lovely post! And your "spot" is grand! All the best to you in 2018! Aloha!

  5. I like your memories. When I lived in a place where I had a view of the ocean, I sometimes stood by the window and looked out at night.
    I don't recall ever having "my spot" as a child, but as an adult, I had "my" armchair and hubby had his and we never swapped. The kids got the couch which was large enough for all of them.

  6. My father always said that 'behinds keep chairs'. There was no claiming a spot for any of us. Except him. His was sancrosant. Love your spot, and would gladly sit/stand in it and marvel. With your permission.

  7. Those are some great memories for you. It's hard to believe we had the little black and white TV's.

  8. Hi Buttons, It's been awhile but are still here and prospering---LOL.
    I love looking out at night and seeing what I can see or imagine.
    Happy New Year to you and your family

  9. There were endless battles in my house as well for anything but the floor, especially in weather like you just described. Happy New Year to you!

    Enjoy the rest of your week,

  10. There were only 3 of us kids, so didn't have the problem. But, I can appreciate your last sentence; don't we all at times remember those moments. :)

  11. Lovely . . .
    Often when I awaken at night to make a trip to the you know where . . .
    I walk to the kitchen . . .to “my spot” . . . and look out . . .
    to see the moonlight . . . the shadows . . .
    Gives. Me Peace . . .

  12. It is a lovely spot to be able to keep warm and see the view and remember "Getting Back"


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