Ten Things I Will Miss When I Die

I read this exercise on the blog of one of my favorite authors, Geneen Roth: name ten things you will miss when you die. I always think, "Oh how trite and irritating" when I comes across such soul-searching exercises, but simplicity can be profound.

My list:

1. Cooking from scratch, the scents, the flavors, new recipes.
2. Looking at old photographs, observing passages of time, seeing my soul aging along with my body.
3. The eyes of someone I love when we connect without speaking.
4. Belonging to a circle of family and friends that love me without question.
5. When a musician, dancer, or artist communicates in the absence of words.
6. Creating a work of art, music, or writing as an amateur.
7. My amateur endeavors as an artist and writer.
8. Cool rain - bare feet - hot cement.
9. Laughter.
10. Explosive colors in nature






My joys are simple. None of them require fame, money, or talent. My favorite things need little explanation or preparation. So why is it that I spend most of my living worrying about things I don’t like that much anyways?

What are the things you seem to live without but will miss most when you are gone?
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2 Comments:

  1. 1. the sound of my children's laughter
    2. The smell of fresh cut grass on a summer day
    3. A warm puppy
    4. A smile without words from someone special
    5. Sunrise and sunset over the ocean
    6. Laughing until I cry
    7. the smell of freshly washed baby hair
    8.wet sand under your feet with the sun on your face
    9. bonfires on a cool fall night, the sound of crickets and frogs all around
    10. dancing with complete abandon to my favorite songs...

    these are my favorite things.

    wonderful post. Thank you for making me take time to reflect....
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  2. @kristina summers -

    Thanks for sharing your list...I am sure when I have kids I'll have the same feelings! How wonderful, and dancing with wild abandon is also a great one...
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I'm curious to see what you are thinking...

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