Bucket List

This is just the beginning:

Backpack Europe.

Attend a Jesus Culture concert.

Work with women in sex trafficking stateside and internationally.

Take a hot air-balloon ride.

See Macklemore and Ryan Lewis live.  

Take a ballet class.

Do missions in India.

Go to a rave.

Learn to play the drums.

Fall in love, and get married.

Have babies.

Learn how to dance. And be confident busting out in public.
Go to a Killers concert. 

Have an older, wiser person mentor me.

Train and run a marathon.

Road trip coast-to-coast.

Go white river rafting.

Scuba dive.

Celebrate New Year’s Eve in NYC.

Donate an organ.

Have a military pen-pal.

Go to Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, and be home in time for dinner.

Go on a cruise.

Send a message in a bottle.

Write an autobiography.

Have a sleepover in the middle of no-where in the bed of a truck under the stars.

Be a bridesmaid.

Actively volunteer somewhere.

Learn how to snowboard.

Walk on a runway.

Read the complete works of Shakespeare.