Is it time to check out your “bucket list”?
It could do a body good. For me, it’s been a real eye-opener.
This past week, I came face to face with a huge reminder to revisit the items on my mental “to-do” agenda; all the things I plan to accomplish before making a final exit.
Heading home from an evening meeting, my car in cruise control, I was anxious to get back to my computer. There was a writing deadline I hoped to meet.
But what I met almost changed my life -- forever.
Out on our two-lane country road, I chatted on speaker phone with my daughter as I whizzed along. It was a good opportunity to catch up on life while the miles disappeared into the darkness.
Up ahead in the distance as I came around a curve, headlights broke the blackness. As a contact wearer -- one for distance and one for close-up -- my night vision is never 20/20. The image appeared blurred in the few moments I had to evaluate.
My eyes widened.
Suddenly, what I thought was one pair of headlights turned out to be four -- and two of them were in my lane. With no time for me to even touch my brakes, the oncoming oversize pickup truck swerved around a stalled vehicle. The near miss was so close that the beams from my sport coupe illuminated the driver through his side window as he veered sharply.
Shaken, I remembered the cell phone sitting in my lap.
“Traci,” I said as my car continued down the highway. “I think I almost died.”
Later that night, as I reflected on what could have been my last day, I realized the items on my life “to-do” list weren’t all that important.
A trip to Holland, a published book or tap lessons someday didn’t really matter in the big picture. What mattered were the memories in hearts I would have left behind.
Maybe what really needs to be on a “bucket list” -- in countless ways -- is our life expressing itself through love. That’s what I want on mine before I check out.