I may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I am a well-rounded spoon! -me
On my recent trip to the San Francisco area, I experienced a small earthquake. It was significant enough that the other people (who I assume are natives to the area and not all tourists like myself) became quiet, on vigil for any further rumblings of the earth.
To have a brick building move while you are in it – on the second floor – is just a tad disconcerting. If our second floor room overlooking the wine bar below had suddenly found itself on the first, we all could have been hurt, maybe even seriously – most likely quite shaken.
As the conversation around me and below started back up, I took a moment to take stock.
I was around people that I had just met that day, and a few just the day before. I was also with people I loved – my husband, my son and my Southern son and his siblings and boyfriend. If we had been injured or perhaps perished, how would I feel about what my life?
I would feel that I left many things unfinished, not said and not traveled some roads that beckoned. And that is the reason for buckle lists and soul revealing heart-to-hearts.
I know that I raised one child to be an independent, responsible man with common sense and a tender heart. I also shared our home and love with Southern son. He too, is independent, caring and responsible. I know they will be fine.
I am blessed with many friends – old and new. I am fortunate to have gained more by working on my high school reunion last year. More bridges were built in that time.
I have spent my empty nest life exploring new and creative things like hot glass, floral arranging, drawing, painting and especially writing. The experiences have given me greater confidence in my gifts.
There are several trips I’d like to make yet. This is where the bucket list will begin.
Looking at the above, there is one more thing this stock is missing – spending more time with family and friends. I try to make the most of each visit, each email, text or gathering. I should carve out more time to see them. Tell them how much I love them.
Is May 17th too late to make a new year’s resolution? I don’t think so. I think ever day is a great one to set that goal. Any goal.
Let the bucket list begin!