In fact, it’s the only one I’ve ever taken.
And it took some mighty tricky maneuvering with my green iPad, and the bathroom mirrors to get it right.
The truth is I find the notion of taking pictures of yourself uncomfortable, though I know I’m in the minority.
Kind of like those Facebook statuses where you indicate just how you’re “feeling”.
Maybe it’s my Norwegian stoicism coming through again, but I was thinking about self-focus driving back home from two ’50 by 60′ bucket list events this weekend.
Which I freely admit may be the ultimate in self-interest.
The first was my karaoke debut last night over at the old legion hall. With the help of my bifocals and brave friends, I finally managed to fumble through the words to the old Rod Stewart tune, ‘Do Ya Think I’m Sexy’.
In fact, I didn’t even get in trouble for swinging the microphone once I threw in a feeble attempt at gyrating dance moves.
And I had a wonderful experience.
As did my friends, who may have had an even better time dancing and singing than I did.
Their smiles and laughter said it all.
How cool is that?
Much better than any kind of star performance from me.
Then this morning I tackled my next bucket list item.
I began my volunteer work with a great group in the community.
But within an hour I realized the people I was there to serve, were offering me so many more gifts.
I found similarities to, soon followed by memories of, several family members recently lost.
Though I admit I was in tears, they were full of such sweetness and light.
As was the reminder that focusing on others will always be the true source of my river of joy.