What is Your Life Made of?

There are people who call themselves foodies, yet the food they seek can be completely different. Some travel from one Michelin-starred restaurant to another, or even set aside part of their salary each month just for the chance to dine at one. Others save their money to travel the world in search of authentic street food.

Speaking of traveling, I also know people who call themselves travelers. But this, too, can take many different forms.

One day, during a trip, I had dinner with friends from different countries. An Australian friend shared how he had hiked mountains across Indonesia, one after another, and knew the country’s mountains like the back of his hand.

“I see,” said a Swedish friend. “Your life is indeed made of mountains.”
Then she turned to me and asked,

“What is your life made of?”

That question has stayed with me ever since. What is my life made of? Or what should it be made of? In the context of traveling, however, I didn’t need to think twice.

“Sunrises and sunsets,” was my answer.

How about you? What is the one thing you’d make every effort to make happen?