Reflections
We were sitting at a table outside the coffee shop. The conversation had come down to our thoughts about how we had wished, as teens, to be adults, the suddenly found life escaping us. We had married, our kids were grown, we were old, and what had we really ever done? What happened to that “Bucket List”?
I noticed an older man across the street, looking into the window of a wedding shop. His eyes were wistful, he seemed deep in thought. I wondered if he was thinking the same thoughts that we were? If this was something we all do? He walked on, we finished our coffee. Life.
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Lucid Gypsy said,
September 22, 2013 @ 8:14 am
Its hard to live in the moment when we are very young, but it comes!
lingeringvisions by Dawn said,
September 23, 2013 @ 11:20 am
Keep that bucket list in a safe place.