I Really Never Considered A Bucket List Until Recently. Not That I Have Intentions Of Leaving Anytime Soon. However We Just Never Know When Our Number Is Called. Yes I Know Looking Back At Previous Blogs I Have Written Much About Death. That Could Be Because Death Seems To Be All Around Us. My Most Recent Experience With The Death Of My Son Bobby. Since That Time I Have Shared My Thoughts Of Death And Creating Memories. I Believe My Reason For Doing This Is Because Bobby Passed Away Without Warning. I Write What My Mind Is Thinking Of. I Consider It Good Therapy For Me. It's My Way Of Not Allowing It To Stay Bottled Up Inside.
So Back To The Topic Of Hand, The Bucket List. By The Way It's Called A Bucket List Because It's Things You Would Like To See Happen Before You "Kick The Bucket".
It May Surprise You But I Really Don't Have Much Of A List. I Have Always Led A Simple Life. I Don't Require Much To Fulfill My Life. I Don't Consider Myself A Materialistic Person. So Owning A Fancy Sports Car Doesn't Thrill Me. I Don't Dream Of Being Wealthy. Even Though Money Would Solve A Lot Of Problems When They Arise.
I Would Like To Complete My Danville High School Yearbook Collection. The Hardest Part Is Behind Me. The Early Years Of The 1900's Were The Most Difficult. Deciding Who Gets Them Is A Difficult Decision Because I Want The New Owner To Appreciate All The Time And Effort That Was Put Into It. I Have Made Myself Very Clear NOT To Separate Them. It Took Too Many Years To Gather Them Up. I Consider Myself Both Blessed And Lucky To Have Filled The Most Difficult Years.
I Would Say Bowling A Perfect Game Would Be At The Top Of My Bucket List. I Wish I Had More Years Of Bowling Experience Than What I Do. I Think My Chances Are Good And That 300 Game Will Become A Reality Some Day. I Once Knew A Man Who Began Bowling On A League After He Retired From The Railroad. He Was In His Mid 60's When He Bowled With Me. He Bowled A Perfect Game Just A Couple Years Before He Passed Away.
I Have Always Wondered What It Was Like To Be Homeless. I Want To Live On The Street For One Week Just To Know What It Is Like Not To Have Anything. I Would Like To Be The Weight I Am Suppose To Be. I Have Been Over Weight Ever Since I Quit Smoking. I Made Some Bad Decisions Which Led To My Weight Gain. As I Get Older I Find It More Difficult To Get Around With This Extra Weight.
I Suppose The Biggest Item On My Bucket List Is To Be Able To Say Goodbye To The Ones I Love Before I Depart. Often We Wish We Could Have Said The Things We Always Wanted To Say. I Am Not Scared Of Dying. I Just Want Those I Leave Behind To Be Ok. Maybe I Do Want To Win A Million Dollars In The Lottery So I Can Give It To Them. I Think It Would Give Me Good Comfort Knowing Those I Love Will Do Just Fine Without My Help.
Actually When I Do Depart This Great World Of Ours, I Will Finally Feel Complete And Whole, Knowing I Will Again See Those Who Left Before Me. I Will Then Look Forward To Seeing Those I Love Who Will Someday Join Me For Eternity.
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