We live like kings and queens.
Because this is how life works and how interests intersect from unexpected corners, I saw this piece via an NHL agent, who saw it via an NHL team owner, who was high up at AOL and also openly chases his life’s own bucket list.
Good stuff in this, “Nurse Reveals 5 Regrets of the Dying.”
In short: Live true to yourself, don’t work so hard (unless it fulfills you/enables your fulfillment), express yourself, keep your friends, and permit yourself to be happy.
Reading it makes me feel so lucky. But I feel lucky every day, and I suppose that’s the point.
My biggest flaw is staying in touch — I get lost in my own head and my own curiosities too easily — but boy, those great friendships between souls span time and absences, picking up where they left off.
“but boy, those great friendships between souls span time and absences, picking up where they left off.”
you got that right buddy. not everyone needs a daily, spastic reminder of who their friends are. not that there’s anything wrong with that.
And I’d like to imagine that the egret pictured above is from our time in Kentucky – 2007, during those few, relaxing, boat-travelling days we had before we met up with the rest of the clan at Green Turtle Bay Marina.
Your comment of “cue the heron”, made during one of those beautiful and perfect sunset nights, is still used by us to this day when a bird flies in to complete the scene.
Good times will live on forever.
apropos… this “song” by Wm Shatner is so lame and cheesy that it’s actually entertaining (“Live life like you’re gonna die”)
It starts out slow, but we have a good time making fun of it at work. It’s called: “You’ll have time.”
Ha! I almost made the caption, “Cue the heron” but I feared the bird police would get after me.
According to my files, it is a Jenny picture, but from 2010, Minnesoooota. Ahh, good times.
Good call. The Bird Police is always watching you.
We have eyes on the sides of our heads.