Micha Boyett blogs at MamaMonk exploring the application of St. Benedict’s teachings on the life of a modern wife and mother. This week she started a link-up party for her weekly thankful post. Here’s my offering for MamaMonk’s Thankful Tuesday.
Ada’s been making lists lately. Mostly pros and cons lists for various life-changing decisions, but this one was labeled “My Bucket List.” It was a neatly printed list of 4 items on a lime green post-it note. I had no idea where she had even heard of a bucket list at age 8, but my husband tells me it was the focus of one of the tween soap operas she watches on Disney or Nick or something. (Yes, I let her watch that trash in limited quantities.)
A bucket list is traditionally reserved for the elderly or the terminally ill. Ada is neither. But, of course, this is where the tween soaps come back in and, along with the phrase I know, right!, I have to give credit where credit is due.
Ada’s Bucket List:
1. Learn to Swim
2. Go to Paris
3. Go to College
4. Move to Omaha
This list is everything I love about our Ada Bean. She’s practical. Learning to swim is an achievable, short-term goal. No problem. Moving to Omaha might sound odd to strangers, but this midwest super city is the home to one set of her grandparents and a bus load of aunts, uncles, and cousins from both sides of the family. It makes perfect sense to her that someday she would join that crowd. And going to college is obvious. I’d like to take credit for that since I’ve been in college for most of her life, but I think this one comes from Disney, too. But she’s not just practical, she’s also a dreamer. Paris? Why not! I chose the picture above because it shows her in her favorite role: socialite caregiver. Protective arms around you but still smiling for the paparazzi.
What I love most about her bucket list is its length. Four items. Only four things she could think of in that moment that she had to do. Why? I think it’s because she’s a genuinely contented person. She laughs easily. She loves deeply. She’s as happy helping me set the table as she is riding her bike. I worry sometimes that because she is so agreeable I put too much responsibility on her trim 8 year-old shoulders. But she rarely complains and she regularly offers to do more.
I’m thankful for Ada’s short list. It reminds me to keep mine short as well. Really, how many things do I need to do? I want to be better at taking life as it comes, at accepting what is instead of obsessing over what could be. A short bucket list says something about a person’s ability to be pleased with whatever life has to offer in the moment. I’m thankful most of all for Ada, of course, because this list comes out of who she is: a complex but contented little girl.
And, yes, you can bet I’m making my own list now for how to help her cross off the things on hers!
How about you? Is your Bucket List long or short? Is there one thing on it that would surprise us?