Remember the movie, “The Bucket List,” starring Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson? I’ll never forget it. It was then that I started thinking about all the things I wanted to be sure to do and the people I wanted to meet before I kicked the bucket. But unlike Nicholson, I’m not loaded with cash and never will be so lots of my bucket list yearnings will never be met. But there’s no harm in dreaming. I would bet that all of our lists are decidedly different, with few exceptions. If you’ve never been to Paris, that’s probably on your list. If you’ve never even been to Disneyworld, you probably want to see it with your children or grandchildren. But if you’ve been as lucky as I have, having been to Paris and Disneyworld, perhaps you choices are a little farther a field. I want to go to Petra, Jordan. It’s a magical medieval city, no longer occupied, but visited by people all over the world because it is carved out of pink marble. I’ve seen every available picture of Petra and feel as though I’ve touched the walls and looked through the carved holes. It practically touches the border of Israel, near the Dead Sea, and I have visions of myself, floating on the salty waters, looking toward the east, anticipating my visit to Petra. But few people I know these days have the option to visit the lands of their dreams. We’ve been wiped out by bad investments, costs of our children’s education, and rising taxes on our homes. It’s enough for me to pay the piper at the end of the month, much less dream about discretionary income, of which there is none. But the other major thing on my bucket list is to meet someone special. I never cared to meet a movie star or a famous politician. All I want is to meet, musical icon, Stevie Nicks. Her real name is Stephanie Lynn Nicks and she lives in Arizona. This incredible song writer and singer captured my soul with every song she’s sung and every lyric of hers I hear. Her history of illness, addition, recovery and renewal has also captivated me and I would like to tell her so. Since I’ve been a journalist and writer of books for most of my adult life, I would know how to interview her, but that’s not what I want to do. I just want to talk with her, perhaps over cups of coffee or tea, learn from her and tell her how much she and her work matter to me, and so many others. Are either of these desires likely to occur? The money to go to the peaceful part of the Middle East is not available. The ability to contact Stevie Nicks to interest her in a conversation is even less likely. Why would she want to take time to speak with a stranger? Surely she’d worry if she was being stalked, since it happens so much to those who are public figures. So I guess I just have to fill my bucket list will more likely choices, like going to Gettysburg to listen for the voices of the ghosts, or to go to Quebec in order to speak French--Quebecquois--once again. I’m learning that as we get older, our choices get more limited. But years ago, I only wished to see my children grow well and be launched into their own best lives and that I have seen. So perhaps my bucket list should end with that knowledge. Nobody gets it all.