I won’t pretend that I have ever thought before this assignment about
what I want to do before I die. It seems a little strange to worry about things
like that. I already know that fulfilling all my desires won’t satisfy me while
I am still living, and once I am dead, what will it matter to me that I
accomplished in my life? The dead need nothing, crave nothing, and thus feel
neither pride in their accomplishments in life nor regret in their failures.
However, that is not to say I crave nothing. I would love to experience
how it would feel to be weightless in space. I long to visit foreign lands. I
want to see the beauty that both man and God have created. It would be amazing
to create stories with characters that seem to leap right off of the pages into
readers’ hearts. I want to create works that help others feel the same way.
Alongside these wishes, some things I am already beginning to work into
reality. I enjoy helping people whenever I see that they are feeling sick. By
working toward becoming a nurse, I am expanding that desire a little farther.
My dream to one day draw as well as the rest of my family has also begun coming
true for me. A skill that I originally didn’t have has shown itself to some
degree with just a little practice.
While I previously may not have seen the point of making a bucket list,
I can see how it can serve as a record of my ambitions and desires. It might
help others to see that I was not just another man, but someone with unique
desires; I was truly alive.
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