To see the end of war, violence, starvation, poverty, homelessness and disease. C'mon Genie, if you're giving out wishes…
To love and be loved by my husband until "a' the seas gang drye, my dear and the rocks melt wi' the sun," as Robbie Burns would say.
To prepare, with my husband (who is the actual cook; I chop & get out the ingredients) , a recipe I've been meaning to try for ages, a sausage casserole dish from the Joy of Cooking, and if it's any good, to serve it to dear friends while listening to a music play list that I have designed and drinking Campo Viejo Rioja, my favourite wine.
To explore and create art in whatever form happens to hold my interest.
To finally read Moby Dick, Anaïs Nin's diaries and to finish Proust's Remembrance of Things Past.
To taste every kind of edible (non hallucinogenic) mushroom.
To graffiti public spaces with subversive made up aphorisms.
To attend rallies on Parliament Hill to advocate for causes that are important to me.
To sample rare and exotic black teas I haven't yet tried, such as Assam Mangalam Tea.
To not accumulate more material things unless absolutely necessary and to get rid of old junk.
To spend as much time as possible with my husband, dear friends and lovers.
To make new friends who I can learn from and who can learn from me.
To take long walks alone or with others in snow, rain, new green and autumn leaf.
To ride in cars only when I absolutely have to.
To avoid airplane travel, which I loathe as much as pain and hives.
To be resilient and strong if I am faced with more health crises or if my loved ones are.
To give time, money and attention to those who need it.
To be a loyal, giving and attentive friend.
To be honest, sincere, authentic and direct.
To keep my word, to have integrity.
To savour each moment because it may just very well be the last.