Like most people I’ve dreamed of things I’d like to do before I die, a bucket list. Also like a lot of people I hadn’t done much about it. A few years ago I started writing down the things I’d like to do and put it in a file. Again nothing much happened. Then I got the idea of writing things that were easier to do and closer to home. The only qualifications were that I thought it would be interesting/fun and I hadn’t done it before.
That made all the difference. Things on the list came into the realm of possibility. My daughter was going to school in New York City in late 2019, so I planned a trip to Teddy Roosevelt’s home on Long Island during my visit with her. The pandemic slowed things down, but I did get in a trip to Big Bend and see Whooping Cranes near the Texas coast.
Momentum built from there. Adventures were as small as seeing a six-man football game ten minutes from my house and a city council meeting. The same year I saw the world’s largest rocket launch and the Longhorns playing football in The Big House/University of Michigan stadium. I even shot a machine gun that combined visiting a friend in Dallas, the division III women’s basketball finals and a rugby match.
I’ve enjoyed the things I’ve done on my list and of course get satisfaction from crossing them off. The real reward is helping me with my atrophy index I explained in my prior post. A-I It keeps me looking forward. Proverbs 29:18 says, “Without a vision the people will perish.” Having a bucket list gives me a vision that is fun. That’s important because I can easily relax into routines that become ruts. Sprinkling in smaller items keeps me on the move and makes the bigger items happen more often too. Nothing more complicated than perception.
May you have enough today, one moment at a time.
THIS HELPED ME 