Not a Bucket List Vacation

Well, the golf on a course the pros play was, but mostly it was a change of location, a change of pace, and as I approach my 62nd Birthday and bit of reflection about the future. Two years ago yesterday Laura and I spent a magical day driving "The Road to Hana" in Maui. The stops we made, conversation we had, pictures I took, all made that trek of hallowed Hawaiian beauty something very special.

The whole underlying issue in the Bucket List movies was about sickness, approaching death, and whether the real joys in life are seeing and doing things, or spending time with your family and loved ones.The rich guy provided the money for extravagant travel, and incredible memories, but the thinker, the reader, the collector of Jeopardy facts was the one who taught the lasting lessons about what is ultimately important.

Laura is reading a book about the Eiffel Tower, and I am wondering if I really want to spend the time and money to get there someday, or just be content to see a picture. My heart says travel but my bank account will probably say, read a book. My faith says, people matter more than places, even though it can be a bother getting to know and understand them, and serve them.

The last few days I just hung out, like a retired person would do, around the house. I had thought about a road trip with a friend, but instead I did a few relaxing things and wondered how my life would be when no one was expecting me to show up and preach or teach.

I suppose the answer about the Bucket List is not either/or.....but, both/and.... There are things I would love to see and places I would love to go, but home is where the heart is.