Selfie: My one, and only


Just so you know, this is the only ‘selfie’, you’ll ever see of me.

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.

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