Starting in 2015, MyRetrospect.com was the place for baby boomers to tell their stories. Each week, we posted a prompt and invited boomers to think back and share forward their life stories, memories, thoughts, joys, and sorrows. By publishing stories and comments over the years, we built a thriving community of readers and writers.

In 2025, as new stories dwindled, we closed MyRetrospect.com to new members, new stories, and new comments. The site remains an archive of almost 3,500 contributed stories that comprise the collective mosaic of a generation. We invite you to browse by prompt, search by author or keyword, or let us surprise you with stories selected at random.

Enjoy! And thank you, loyal Retrospect writers and readers, for your support and for your stories.

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Today's Stories from the Retrospect Archive

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Les Halles
Les Halles I went to Europe for the first time in the late 1960s with my husband Alan on a belated honeymoon.  We spent a few [...]
Left Brain or Right Brain?
Accounting was just add-subtract-multiply-divide, right? Apparently not.
Surfin’ Safari
In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, all of them ending with a tumble into the surf.
Two Family Treasures
I probably have other more valuable things that are older than I am, but these are the two I treasure the most.
A Walk on the Beach
I don’t know whether any grains of sand got into my toes, but a new idea entered my head. It was time to leave the marriage [...]
Upon Reaching the Age of Three, by Myron Unger
Upon reaching the age of three, what does a little boy expect from his dad?
Still recovering mentally and physically, I think !
I guess this is just getting back to the story of me being a 32 year old baby again I had to learn everything all over how to [...]
A New Normal Neighborhood
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Outside my bay window I can see a parade of saris, hijabs, turbans, baseball caps, blue jeans, you name it.
Don’t Stand So Close to Me
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Life is weird right now, but not terrible. I'm sad about Molly's graduation being cancelled, and not singing with my choir.
Too close for comfort
Events were too close for comfort on that day.

Writer’s Choice

Inspiration for this prompt was to see the list of past prompts, then think back and share forward your Writer’s Choice story!

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