100 Things Worth Doing, Part V

Memories that I hope flash before my eyes at the end of my life; one hundred moments, numbers eighty-one through one hundred.

81. The stranger in the pristine white suit who pulled over to help me change a tire.
82. Beignets & chicory coffee at the Cafe du Monde.
83. The smell of citrus blossoms and night blooming jasmine carried through my kitchen on a breeze.
84. Kissing Apollo in the rain, in the time before it all went awry.
85. Strolling through the Farmer's Market laden with delicious fruits & vegetables and an armload of fresh flowers.
86. Being so excited to see that Santa hadn't forgotten me, even though I was in Mexico and not at my house.
87. The first month that I paid all of my expenses all by myself.
88. Oscar purring and licking my nose.
89. The electricity of a new lover's first touch.
90. Red-lining at the gym: punching and kicking the bag until exhausted and drenched in sweat.
91. Singing camp songs.
92. Riding a horse beside my father.
93. Winning the cup and taking a galloping victory lap around the ring.
94. The smell of my father's aftershave (4711) and my mother's perfume (L'air du Temps).
95. Late night conversations about life, the universe, and everything.
96. My mother in a sun hat at the Hoover Dam.
97. The smell of a canoe in the hot sun; chipping at the water to send a spray of cold, glittering droplets across the bow.
98. Watching my father play with the puppy in the backyard - at once, he was 12 years old again.
99. Rehearsal dinner: spaghetti, MGD, and Junior Mints.
100. The feeling of wonderful anticipation before a new job, a first date, the next adventure.

Also see: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV

Though I struggled with the first twenty, now I feel as though I could list 100 more. What flashes stand out from your memories?

As always, many thanks to Mighty Girl for the inspiration.

Comments

[Dave2]

I've been following your list with growing interest... but it was #82 that caused me to finally comment. Good choice. :-)