Having a bucket of apples is probably not on your bucket list
What if you could never tell anyone?
What would you want to see or do if you could never tell anyone?
For example, do you want to visit all 50 states just to say you've done it, or do you really want to see and experience each state's different landscapes, food, and cultures?
We've all done some of both. I know. I ran a marathon after I turned 60 just so I could say I had done it. I didn't enjoy it. I enjoyed the comradery but not the actual running.
I accomplished my goal
I came across the finish line vertically and not horizontally on a stretcher. That's all I wanted to do. I wasn't trying to break a speed record—and for sure, I didn't, not even for my age group.
I enjoy running half-marathons, but running a marathon takes way too much training. I thought I had run the marathon before I had trained enough because I was totally wiped out when I crossed the finish line.
A friend who has run several marathons said if anyone finishes a marathon and is not totally wiped out, they didn't give it their best effort, so no one should expect to run a marathon and not be wiped out when they cross the finish line.
Do you have a bucket list?
I don't have a bucket list, but several people (maybe most) do have one. If you have a bucket list, ask yourself how many of the things you would still want to do if you could not tell anyone you had seen or done it.
I came across the picture of the bucket of apples at the top of the page while searching for a picture of a bucket list.
The bucket of apples at the top of the page reminded me of the acres of apple trees we had on our small farm when I was growing up. My father purchased some land adjoining our farm from a neighbor who sold fruit trees, so naturally, his land was covered with fruit trees.
We didn't sell any apples, but every year, we would tell everyone we knew to come and pick all the apples they wanted. Almost no one came, and my mother couldn't stand to see the apples go to waste. She would have my brother and I pick apples and take bushels of apples to people.
I'm still surrounded by apples. Below is a picture of apples on the ground beside the river behind my motorhome. I ate some of them every day, but there was no way I could eat them all, and no other campers bothered to come get any of them. There are several different kinds of apple trees in the campground.
Apples on the ground behind my RV
I was supposed to be talking about bucket lists, but seeing a bucket of apples seems to have led me off on a tangent about apples.
Bottom line: Back to talking about your bucket list: Are the things on your bucket list there because they're things you would enjoy seeing or doing, or are they there because you want to be able to tell people (or yourself) that you've done it? Maybe you should stop and eat an apple while you ponder the question.
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