Earlier this week a running friend who lives in another state, and incidentally is a lovely person with a fabulous life, posted a picture from a recent trip. She was swimming with a dolphin.
In addition to learning to swim as an adult because I really do like the water, and because I knew I would need a lower impact cardio exercise option, I learned to swim because I hope to be able to swim with the dolphins myself one day.
I was happy that my friend had gotten to enjoy the experience, and I commented on her post that swimming with dolphins is on my bucket list. She replied that she hopes I get to do it one day.
As I was thinking about my bucket list after seeing her post, I began to realize that I didn’t really remember all of the things that were once on it so I started to think about it in more detail. Some of the things on the list have actually been checked off.
One local thing that was checked off my bucket list several years ago was to attend a football game at The Big House – University of Michigan Stadium. I have been a couple of times, once with one of my best friends since high school and her dad and then once with my husband. I am now content to watch Michigan football from the comfort of my couch rather than on the few inches of cool, metal bleacher allotted to those who attend games in person.
Another thing that had long been on my bucket list was that I used to say that I wanted to “pet a tiger,” but knowing that was neither wise nor realistic I had dismissed that one. However, my husband found Exotic Feline Rescue Center in Center Pointe, Indiana four years ago, and we were able to safely be closer to tigers, lions, cougars, servals, Savannah cats, a Canadian lynx, and a few other breeds of exotic felines than I had ever realized was possible. Many of you know that experiences was one of the highlights of my life. We have been back once since our first visit, and we are looking forward to going again when some of our little family members are older.
Another item that my husband has helped me to check off my bucket list was to attend a real jazz club. While jazz clubs, at least in Michigan, are no longer smoky rooms – which is okay with me, we enjoyed the intimate setting, eating our meal at a table only a few feet from the jazz quintet with a trumpet lead.
Some of the items on the bucket list that are yet to be checked off are really very “simple” things. Though I had learned to roller skate at about five years old, I learned to ice skate in my late teens or early 20s. I took a liking to ice skating, and though I haven’t ice skated in years, I still hope to one day skate on a frozen lake in a beautiful setting. Perhaps the lake would be surrounded by snow tipped pine trees, or even better it would be just before sunset in December and those snow tipped pine trees would be adorned with Christmas lights glistening against the darkening sky and reflecting off of the lake.
Another thing that has been on my bucket list for a long time, that will surprise even some of you who are closest to me, is to go hang gliding. I have never, never wanted to parachute. I just don’t see the need to jump from a plane. But in my mind hang gliding is different. It’s that human fantasy of flying fulfilled. In reality, I’m certain I couldn’t do it at this point in my life, but there have been times throughout my life, and there may be times in the future, when I am in a place where I could actually envision trying it.
Some things have been added to my bucket list as I have grown. One of those things is that I would like to see the New York City Ballet perform at Lincoln Center, and I would especially like to see the George Balanchien ballet Jewels. Jewels consists of three distinct pieces: Emeralds, described as classical and elegant; Rubies, described as fiery and jazzy; and Diamonds, described as romantic and delightful. I have seen excerpts from each of the pieces of the ballet on the NYCB Facebook page. It would be amazing to see it in person.
Another grown up bucket list item is to spend a night in a hotel that I would never be able to afford. The practical reality is that, if I could afford it, I probably wouldn’t spend the money on a room that cost close to $300 per night. Still it’s fun to think about spending a quiet night with my husband at the Hyatt Regency in Indianapolis, enjoying the incredible view of the city I have come to fancy from the lounge atop the hotel. Though it would be expensive, I know it would be wonderful.
In some ways bucket list items are fantasies, but it is kind of amazing when they can become realities.
What is on your bucket list?
Picture courtesy of the Hyatt Regency, Indianapolis
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