Day 3242: That was then, this is now

My son and I are in New York City now. The last time I was in New York City, in March 2020, I was attending a group therapy conference, which was the week before everything closed down here. Several of us attending that conference then, including me, got COVID.

That was then, this is now.

Last night, Aaron and I went to Junior’s, the restaurant I went to every day then, during the week-long March 2020 group therapy conference. After I discovered I had COVID, I texted my server Rhys (who I had put in my blog back then) …

… with concern, telling him I had COVID and wondering if he was okay. He was fine, but he and everybody else at Junior’s had been laid off then, as everything in NYC had closed down.

That was then …

… this is now.

When I was here in March 2020, I took photos of the Ed Sullivan Theatre then because I love Stephen Colbert.

That was then, this is now, when I have a ticket to see the Late Show with Stephen Colbert during this trip.

Do you see then and now in my other images for today?

My TED talk about then and now might be titled “Everything Old Is New Again.” And there’s no way I’m checking my wipers now — my car is back in Boston because we took the train. And I never eat fast food, then or now, when I’m in New York City!

This is what I find on YouTube when I search for “that was then, this is now.”

I was a big fan of the Monkees back then, but I feel like I’m hearing this song for the first time now.

Now I am looking forward to your comments about this that-was-then-this-is-now post.

Then and now, I am grateful to all who accompany me in these blogging adventures, including YOU.

Day 1859: That was then, this is now

January was then,  February is now.

 

That was February 1st when I took those photos, this is now February 2nd, Groundhog Day, and my 65th birthday.

For those of us who are still recovering from the past, this is now the time to tell ourselves: “That was then, this is now.”  The then is still with us, but the now offers the gifts of opportunity, healing, and hope.

That was then when I watched and listened to The Monkees.  This is now “That Was Then, This is Now.”

 

That was my blog post for the day.  This is now my gratitude for all who have helped me get through the then and the now, including the Monkees, The New Yorker, Roz Chast,  and YOU.