2.26.2008
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bucket list
There are a few things I wish to do in this lovely life I get to live.
The big ones...
I want my home to be filled with black and white photos of my children with sticky hands and freckled faces, wrapped up in those huge towels we just put around them. yes, i will love my imperfect, perfect family.
I want to take photographs, but I do not just want to take beautiful pictures. I want someone to see an image and let it sink to the bottom of their soul where they can see themselves someplace tucked snug inside the photograph as well. I want to create awareness, not just bubbles and butterfly kisses. I want to see the faces of the world in grief and complete and utter happiness. I want to sit down with these people and hear their story and not have to leave guessing what their eyes were trying to say. I want to print a very small photo so you have to walk up to it and individually have a moment with the image. I just want someone to walk away and remember what they felt and let it inspire them to inspire.
I want someone to listen...I want someone to be patient enough to wait until I figure out what I want to say because it can take a long time for me to know how to say something sometimes or find the courage to say it.
I wish people could meet my family more, my family really is who I am.
I want to reach that point one of my professors was talking about when you are comfortable when you are not together because you know they love you and whatever they are doing and you are doing is for the greater good. I just want to be cooking spaghetti and let it suddenly hit me that we are at that point... the point i was excited for so long ago.
I wish there was a room where people could go, a room where all feeling of awkwardness is left behind and you can chat for hours and hours, curled up on comfortable chairs, sipping on something to make you feel warm inside, a place where you can just discuss why things happened a certain way, and when you pick up your jackets at the door you could embrace and walk away with sighs of relief because you just get it now.
I want to find a bottle of clearly Canadian because it was once upon a time my favorite drink as a child and I suppose it still could be. I have not had one in years because they are nowhere to be found. I miss the kind man in a small sandwhich shop in South Dakota who used to hand me my clearly Canadian while asking how my day was going and sincerely waiting for my reply.
I want to sincerely wait for someone's reply.
- climb a banyan tree
- have a brilliant umbrella collection
- cook a meal everyone loves
- write a song and sing it
- hear the blues
- inspire someone so much they burst
- be inspired so much i burst
- shave my head in my unvanity. bald is beautiful.
- dance like my grandparents did and smile like my grandparents do. they smile alot.
- surprise someone and i mean really surprise someone
- wrap my children up in a gigantic towel
- know my neighbors
- take the time to serve.
- take a photo of a smiling munk
- watch the whales
- kiss on a gondola in Venice. cliche' but it must be done
- create a specialty people actually ask for
- walk through a Japanese tea garden
- write a book
- stand behind a misting waterfall
- purchase a beautiful. expensive. exotic. foreign necklace
- create a seashell bracelet from my scuba adventures
- be in the right place at the right time for the right reason
- really listen to my loved ones when they speak
- paint naked inside an empty room with the windows open
- go on a bike ride i never want to end
- use the umbrellas i have.
- climb a mountain. he will probably want to and i want to be with him when he does.
- have "a song"
- tag team the story of how we met in a church talk
- go running with a big dog i can call my own
- have family meals every evening and listen to my family
- help him with his bucketlist
The big ones...
I want my home to be filled with black and white photos of my children with sticky hands and freckled faces, wrapped up in those huge towels we just put around them. yes, i will love my imperfect, perfect family.
I want to take photographs, but I do not just want to take beautiful pictures. I want someone to see an image and let it sink to the bottom of their soul where they can see themselves someplace tucked snug inside the photograph as well. I want to create awareness, not just bubbles and butterfly kisses. I want to see the faces of the world in grief and complete and utter happiness. I want to sit down with these people and hear their story and not have to leave guessing what their eyes were trying to say. I want to print a very small photo so you have to walk up to it and individually have a moment with the image. I just want someone to walk away and remember what they felt and let it inspire them to inspire.
I want someone to listen...I want someone to be patient enough to wait until I figure out what I want to say because it can take a long time for me to know how to say something sometimes or find the courage to say it.
I wish people could meet my family more, my family really is who I am.
I want to reach that point one of my professors was talking about when you are comfortable when you are not together because you know they love you and whatever they are doing and you are doing is for the greater good. I just want to be cooking spaghetti and let it suddenly hit me that we are at that point... the point i was excited for so long ago.
I wish there was a room where people could go, a room where all feeling of awkwardness is left behind and you can chat for hours and hours, curled up on comfortable chairs, sipping on something to make you feel warm inside, a place where you can just discuss why things happened a certain way, and when you pick up your jackets at the door you could embrace and walk away with sighs of relief because you just get it now.
I want to find a bottle of clearly Canadian because it was once upon a time my favorite drink as a child and I suppose it still could be. I have not had one in years because they are nowhere to be found. I miss the kind man in a small sandwhich shop in South Dakota who used to hand me my clearly Canadian while asking how my day was going and sincerely waiting for my reply.
I want to sincerely wait for someone's reply.
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