The house was silent. The room which had once been filled with memories was now devoid of people. They had all grown up, moved on or passed on. The mantelpiece and the walls were covered with photo frames of various family achievements.

I sat in my favorite spot on the couch focusing at the coffee table on which stood an empty glass jar. It looked odd without its label. It had once been filled with bills ... Tens, Twenties ... whatever I could spare. A life time of collecting or rather saving. Twenty years at a dead end desk job. Over worked, under paid and mostly ignored, I had saved every penny and dime I could.

I removed the crumpled list from the jar. At some point, I had been brave enough to scribble down some of the places I would visit and the things I would do.

The Seven Wonders of the World

The Aurora Borealis

Watch snow fall

Getting lost in the streets of Italy

A desert Safari

Bungee Jumping

Sky Dive over Palm Jumeirah

The Eiffel tower and the Statue of Liberty

The Red Square and vodka shots

Take the Orient Express

A rock concert

Watch the Fifa World Cup in an actual stadium

A wicked smile played on my lips. All the years of working and waiting now it's my time to live. I quit that job and boring life. I had more than plenty saved so I cashed in on my Dream Jar. I planned on doing each and everything on that list.

"Let's go hon or we'll miss the flight".

"Coming!" I grabbed the tattered list and rushed out the door. If I could, then I would ... Now I can and I will!

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