I had a conversation with my mother and grandmother this weekend and they came up with the concept of a balloon list. Instead of going the route of "100 Things To Do Before You Die" we were thinking more along the lines of "100 Things You Don't Have To Do Ever Again." My grandmother is in her eighties and there are things that she can't do or simply doesn't WANT to do anymore, like swim in a lake or paint the exterior of the cabin or host coffee parties for the church ladies or attend a book club she doesn't really enjoy anymore.
I feel it's a little
early in my life to
start thinking too much
about a balloon list, because
I haven't lived enough to know
what I can really afford to let
go of yet. I still have several
balloons tied to my wrist
that cause me stress
or anxiety or
sadness.
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Someday I will be able to toss my gravity-defying bouqet behind me and never look back. It is a comforting thought.
In the meantime, skydiving is a go for next spring.
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