Some people have a bucket list. Although I do love a good list, coming up with things I wanted/needed to do in my life?
Basically draw, because I like it, and create comics. Mission accomplished.
The rest was icing on the cake, sort of what happens to you and what you can make happen. Once life happens, you’re in the driver’s seat, navigating the course as best as you can, speeding up or slowing down, hopefully making the right moves.
Whole bunch of good and bad stuff you do and don’t plan for.
I’ve had a successful career, still ongoing, with more opportunities possibly in the offing. I’ve been lucky enough to have a wife and kids, who are healthy even when I’m not. Put the kids successfully through college. Was lucky enough to have a roof over our heads and paid off the mortgage.
So life goals? Bucket lists? Never *really* needed ’em for myself.
What I wanted to do was draw.
And I did.
Thus, I am content.
……
As far as bucket lists go.
“Contentment” can mean different things in different areas of life. That’s a deeper dive for another blog.
But as far as bucket lists go, yeah, all good.

