Dreams. Goals. Plans.
Almost everyone has a few. Try completing this sentence. I really want to visit, see, or experience __________.
In recent years, the list of things which an American wants to do before they die has become known as a “bucket list”.
Perhaps it’s the history lover in me — or the farmgirl. But when I hear the word “bucket”, one of these pops into my mind.
Do I have a “bucket” list? Absolutely. But you won’t find it written among my household bookkeeping. You will find hints on lists of yearly goals. But most of it remains in my brain, let out in stray comments in conversation with friends. I imagine starting with one “bucket” full of slips of paper with destinations or experiences listed. Then, as I manage to make a trip or attend an event, the slip of imaginary paper moves into the other “done” bucket.
Years have passed. My “done” bucket contains lots of slips. My “to do” bucket, while not empty, is less full — for I have gone places and done things during my life.
How are your buckets doing? Did you move any slips from “to do” to “done” during the first portion of this year?
Do you have reading on your list? Sweet historical romance, such as Stitching a Dream, makes a great escape when you cannot physically travel. Consider a visit to 1851 Elm Ridge, Illinois, the next time you’re browsing books. Here’s the link where you can read the blurb: https://amzn.to/3VwoeFh
