When you envision yourself years from now looking back on your life, what do you see? Do you see a life well-lived, or are you filled with regrets? In the book The Top 5 Regrets of the Dying: A Life Transformed by the Dearly Departing, author, Bronnie Ware, explores this very subject. As a palliative nurse caring for patients during the last months of their lives, she had the chance to learn the most common things people regretted in their own lives. I haven’t read the book, but an article on The Guardian recently caught my attention. I guess I’m...
Do you have good internet manners? If you have good manners in real life, it may not be safe to assume you know how to behave online. But should the rules here be any different? The Daily Posters at WordPress recently wrote an article about comment moderation by the blog host, but lately I’m much more fascinated by the actual readers’ comments and what these statements say about that individual. Online behavior generally mirrors the non-virtual segment of the world we live in: most people are polite, but there are a few that are just plain rude. We all know...
Now that the bulk of my traveling has come to a close (for now at least,) it’s time to do a little more reflecting. I asked myself a question a few posts back when I was faced with a test. I forgot my camera and asked myself if I could survive without it. I look back on my “experiment” after I arrived in New Orleans without my camera, and what did I learn? First, being without my camera really didn’t matter all that much in the scheme of things. I still had fun and enjoyed every minute of it. I also learned not to waste...
Does this ever happen to you? It happens to me every time I go away… I feel like I have packed everything I need, but I always worry that I’m forgetting something– even if I’m not. I guess that neurosis falls into the same category as another neurosis of mine: every time I leave the house, I feel compelled to check and make sure I’ve locked all of the doors, turned off the stove and oven (even if I haven’t used them in days,) and closed the garage door. On my way to New Orleans though, I was confident that...
