N.B. – still counting votes from the previous post regarding capital letters – hundreds have read, not many voted, but nevertheless results are pretty split down the middle – so this will be a test-capital-letter-blog. Feel free to go back to the poll and vote if this influences you! 🙂 But first….today’s blog:
Due to the fact that we are professional Gypsies, and to the admission in a previous post that we try our best to “Work to Live” not “Live to Work”, you may have already figured out that we really try to cross things off of our “Bucket List” as often as we can. We are acutely aware that “we only live once”, and don’t want to miss a thing while we’re here, so we are constantly working on making the next dream come true. We are proud to report that we are crossing another item off the “Bucket List” this week, but even happier to report that it’s not on our list…it’s on my parents’.
The most magical part of our life so far was when we worked in the Mediterranean. We loved every minute of it. We miss it. We have always said that if we won the lottery, we would immediately board a plane back to the Med, buy a place there, and spend the rest of our lives sharing its beauty with any friends and family that wanted to visit us. (Mark our words – that WILL still happen – lottery or not!)
It turned out that our love was infectious, because as we went on and on about it, my Mom and Dad declared that “some day” they would love to experience it. We immediately promised that when they were ready to go, we would go with them, and be their tour guides to help them experience “the best of the Med”. That was 14 years ago. Yes, you read that right. And we’re not proud of it. Neither us nor my parents. For 14 years we all let day-to-day life and work get in the way, said “maybe next year” over and over, went about crossing other things off our bucket lists, and before we knew it, 14 years had gone by. Then something happened. This year, suddenly in April, Chris lost his Mom.
We miss her. There are many things we so badly wanted to experience with her. We didn’t get the chance. This week, we are taking my Mom and Dad to the Med. And Chris’s Mom too.