As I was skiing today breathing in the fragrant mountain air, I began thinking about my bucket list. It was such a popular conversation a few years back when the movie came out. Emails were flying around with everyone’s top 50. What happened to the lists? Is everyone checking items off? I am not, as it became another “to do” list that I have to manage. I already have 4 uncompleted baby books haunting me, no thanks to more guilt. As if I have time to go sit with the Dali Lama on a mountain for 4 weeks, life is busy. Adventures comes to me all the time, so maybe I just need to say “yes” more. I shyly asked my two oldest daughters to join me at a yoga/ski retreat this weekend. Yogis love to chant, dance wildly and eat tofu. I was reluctant to show them how I act when they are not with me. I often wonder if they are going to have me committed for not acting like a normal mother. When they agreed, I prepared myself for the teasing and laughter, which I got loads of. We shared many giggles and made some crazy memories which are two of my favorite things and this adventure was never on my bucket list. I love my life with my girls and my life with one less list.
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