Jeff and I married YOUNG. I was 20 and Jeff was almost 25.
I'm pretty sure there were a lot of people that counted us out.
Here we are 20 years later. How did that happen?? I don't
look in the mirror and see 20 years. I don't look at Jeff and
see 20 years.
I find lately that I'm lonely. A lot. I didn't deal well with the
chaos that 6 kids brought and now I find I miss it. I think about
MY future a lot. And Jeff. And another 20 years. We will be
young enough to do some of these things in 10 years when Rubi
graduates. I have classmates who have just started having kids and
I can't even imagine it. I'm at the tail end and am looking forward
to being able to enjoy the next 20 years.
The definition of "Bucket List" is as follows:
Most of my bucket list includes Jeff. Someday I'll tell him about it...
1. Travel to:
Ashville, NC to see the Biltmore House
London to glimpse the Ginger Prince
Paris to add our locks to the Pont des Arts Bridge
Venice to ride in a gondola
2. Finish my degree.
3. Write a book and have it published.
4. Stand in the ocean with Jeff.
5. Be married for 50 years.
My list is short. I am content with what I have. I married a good man. I have six fantastic kids. I have a loving, supportive family. I have a nice house. I have great friends. Did I mention I married a good man?
Some day life will stop for us and I want to look back without regret. I want to know that I lived.
What's on your List?