My Bucket List

                                            MY BUCKET LIST

We never run out of conversation when we're all together; one of my 

grandchildren is entering college, one is graduating, another just had her 

first child... etc. 

Tonight, I was the object of interest as I had a birthday coming up.

"So Grandma, what's on your bucket list?" asked 19 year-old Lenny.

"What is that?" asked Neil.

"It's a list," I said, "that a person, usually an older person, makes of

things they wish  that they had done when they were younger but still

want to do before they, uh...uh, go."

"Go where?" he asked; no one answered.

"So, what's on it?" asked Emily.

"Hmm, I don't have one," I said, "but I know what I wouldn't

put on my bucket list that everybody loves to."

"Tell us."

"One. Sky Diving, a fancy way to say, jump out of a plane. I wouldn't

do that if the plane was standing on the ground, no less in the air!

Two.  I have no wish to go down Niagara Falls in a barrel, I've seen

the Falls, they are awesome...from the shore."

Three. I know people are making reservations with Richard Branson, signing

up for the rocket ship to outer space, maybe the moon someday ..."

"I heard that Justin Bieber signed up for it," said Emily,"I'm putting

my name on that list."

"And so did Brad Pitt," said Lenny.

"He did?" I said. "With that adorable face of his?" They all burst out laughing,

loved it when I talked that way.

"Would you sign up for it?" asked Lenny.

"Hmmm," I said, "but is she going too?"

"She?" they asked.

 I nodded, "You know who."

" Ma, you would go into space? You don't even like to sit on the

balcony any more..." said Debbie.

"Well, I wouldn't go. Maybe I would just meet him at the space station, 

before he went. But not if she..."

Debbie rolled her eyes. "Ma, be serious...the kids really want to know."

"Hey," shouted Neil, holding up his i-Pad, "here are websites for

bucket list ideas, this one is called: Ten Thousand Ideas!!"

"Ten thousand! How long did it take to think of them all!"

"Wait, here's a list of 100 ideas, I'll read some to Grandma;  Feed

 the sharks. Swim with the crocodiles.Wrestle a bear." 

"Not quite my style," I said, laughing with them.

"Here's one," said Allison."Going in a gondola down the

Grand Canal in Venice."

"Ha! Did it! It was wonderful!" I said.

"I found another good list," said Allison,"Learn a language. Write a song.

Start a collection. Start a blog. Learn to play the guitar..."

"Wait!' I called, "That's it! For my bucket list!"

"Which one?" asked Debbie,"Learn a language...the guitar... a collection...?"

"Start a blog!" I exclaimed.

"A blog?" asked Debbie, coming closer to me. "What about?"

I waved my arms around the room, "About you! All of you. US!"

"Ma, no, you wouldn't," said Debbie.

"I would."

"You wouldn't! " she said again.

"I'll change the names," I said, even as my mind was already writing my first one.

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