Bucket list

I've seen a post floating around Facebook lately that asks you to go through a bucket list and check things that you've done. I stopped reading after the fourth thing down...watched someone die. I guess I'm not sure how that is a bucket list item. I watched my grandma as she was dying (though I wasn't there when she died), I watched my mom die, and, of course, I held Henry as he died. I am thankful I could be there, hold my mom's hand, snuggle my baby boy, but it is definitely not something I would ever aspire to do!

I do, though, have things on my bucket list. I want to take photography journeys to more of our national parks. I want to visit Greece. I want to see Alaska, and go back to Hawaii. I would love to learn to play the fiddle (though I don't know that I'll ever accomplish that!) I'd like to learn to make something...crocheting, knitting, quilting...something along those lines. I want to visit the Gettysburg battlefield. I want to zip line through a jungle. I'd love to publish a book. I even kind of want to go back to school (once I have a thought of what I'd like to learn...)

I suppose in its essence a bucket list is rather morose...a list of things to do before we kick the bucket so to speak. But it also gives us goals, motivation to keep moving forward. However, even if I died tomorrow (not that I'm planning to!) without accomplishing anything more on my list, I would still feel as though I have lived, and continue to live, a pretty good life. I've gotten to grow up in small town USA, live free as a young single woman, marry the man that exceeded my wildest dreams, to travel to some pretty amazing places including Ireland and Hawaii, have a dream job where I get to share books and technology every day, experience the joys and tribulations of pregnancy and motherhood, and adopt some pretty amazing (and pretty crazy) pets. I still have some things on my list, but I certainly can't complain about the life I've lived thus far.