Yesterday I wrote about irreplaceable things in my life, but it turns out there wasn’t anything I couldn’t technically replace. Even if I lost all my old photographs, I still have memories. When I chose the topic, “My Most Prized Possession,” I hadn’t realized I would learn something new about myself. I’ve always known I wasn’t that into “stuff,” but even if I lost it all, I still have my life and my family there with me. There is no greater possession than the humans that surround me.
Things to Do Before Dying
The first time I heard the word “bucket list,” I was a youngster with no concept of death. I thought it was something old people did in their dying days to make sure they went out with a bang. Unfortunately, life isn’t all roses and butterflies and eventually tragedy creeps in, sometimes directly and sometimes by association, but it molds one’s concept of life and death pretty damn quickly. I realized I wasn’t invincible around 30 years of age and have assembled a small list of things I’d like to do before dying.
In no particular order, my bucket list:
1. Go on a hot air balloon ride.
2. Learn to play the guitar or violin.
3. Travel to Rome.
4. Visit Washington D.C. with my father.
5. Ride a zip line.
6. Start a charity.
7. Camp on a sandy beach and watch the sun rise from the door of the tent.
8. Learn to shoot a gun.
9. See New York City.
10. Run a 5K.
11. Own a tiny, primitive cabin in the woods.
12. Watch a professional golf tournament from the golf course.
Now I need to decide where to start!!
Tomorrow’s topic: My Last Meal