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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Not Carrie Bradshaw
  I’ve always had lousy feet. As a child I had to wear “orthopedic shoes” with arch support in them [...]
My Leader Dad
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Through the rough tides of time, through storms and pleasant weather, you guided this little boat of mine, your precious [...]
Judy’s Last Gift
Judy’s Last Gift  It’s not hyperbole to say my friend Judy was the most thoughtful and giving person I’ve ever known.  Rather [...]
Sealed With A Kiss
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If you say something embarrassing, you may be able to deny it plausibly. That's not the case if you embarrass yourself IN WRITING!
Don’t Stop Thinking About Tomorrow
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Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow was Bill Clinton's campaign song.
The Peacock
The Peacock Both my husband and I bear the scars of early burns.  Mine is under my chin and dates from a very minor,  almost [...]
A True Romantic
  I appreciate the classic movies and my husband is an avid watcher of Turner Classic Movies. But when I am home and [...]
Blinded by the Light
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I must confess that I have never been very interested in science. Conversations on scientific topics tend to make my eyes [...]
Jerusalem
We spotted three girls across the street. When they saw us they giggled, whispered among themselves, and waved shyly.
The Year of the Crow
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After a couple of incidents this winter, I've concluded that I'd unconsciously adopted the successful survival strategies of [...]

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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