Your ultimate life affirming moment.

OK, the question for this thread is, what would be your ultimate "wow" moment or moments, something you might remember fondly in your old age?

The rules are that the moment has to be (approximately) physically achievable, and it has to be acheivable (in principle anyway) by you. So no posting anything involving supersonic jet fighters unless you are, were or could in the future be, in the air force.

Scenarios involving more money than you are likely ever to have are OK though, provided it doesn't go beyond, say, a lottery win.

Being a simple sort, my ultimate moment would involve a particular downhill right hander followed by lefthander, an uphill straight and another right on the A34 a bit outside Oxford. I would be on a Triumph Speed Triple with race pipes,the throttle would be pinned wide open and "Aces High" by Iron Maiden would be on my headphones. Or, ideally, somehow playing in the background so I could enjoy the screaming exhausts as well. I would be on my way to meet my wife in a nice Cotswolds pub that somehow had decided to serve Shepherd Neame beers. The pub would also do rooms... Oh, and proper steak and kidney pies. And babysitting.

Bikes, speed, metal, beer, pies, wife. Yup, that would basically do it.

There, that's me, now you can all post about the birth of your first son or curing cancer if you like...~D

Moving from the West coast of Australia to the East coast with $6000 less air fare and no job to be nearer my girlfriend of 5 years. Six months later find waiting to see a specialist about skin cancer, girlfriend dumps me during the same time period.

Get to see the specialist, luckly it was only BCC after the biopsys come back. Get a new topical treatment... it is a secondary role for a cream thats primary role is gential warts. Get to go to the pharmacist and explain to the trainee that the doctors script did indeed read right temple not testicle. ~:rolleyes:

After that thoroughly harsh and embarrassing series of events, shy me decided screw it. I would ask out the very pretty girl I had seen at the food court... so with what looked like a line of lepers scabs on my temple I asked Wasabi out.

The rest is history.

The whole series was a life affirming moment.

I have two;

1. Last year, At my brothers 16th birthday party, there was semi-clad women and drunken guys all dancing, and then My friends over you by New found glory came on and we all sang along with it and it was awesome!

2. last week, at another 16th party all my friends were there andboy was it good, but you had to be there to appreciate how important it was to alot of people, not just the girls whos party it was

The day my son was born.


Now the story

When my wife first became pregent the doctor initial believed he was a tubal pregency. The doctor did a bisopy and discovered that he was not a tubal pregency and we did not have the pregency terminated. If anyone knows anything about tubal pregency - its basically a death sentence to the female if the pregency is allowed to continue. After the bisopy and a follow-up checkup after some heavy bleeding - the doctor told my wife that she had a miscarriage - another major blow to any female. Two blood test later the doctor determines that there was no miscarriage and then the real fun begins. It seems my son was being carried in some ackward postion which caused my wife to collaspe over and over again during the pregency, and several other problems which all determined she was a high risk.

ON Nov 15 my wife went into labor 8 weeks early - 5 days later after a life flight to a hospital that could take a neo-natal delivery. My son was born. Now during these 5 days they attempted to halt the labor with one type of drug while giving 3 steroid shots to my wife to help my son's lungs develop from the 15-25 percent level to enough to insure he had a chance if he was delivered.

On Nov 20th my son was born - about 30 days after the death of my mother.

When I place both events together it was a life affirming moment for me to see my son being born.

As I sit here wheezing into my fourth day of bronchitis, I have the time to ponder it.

Life affirming moments:

Three involving women that cannot be related here.

Flying in a 1937 Lockheed Electra L10A with my friends on a private flight.

Seeing Pink Floyd for the first time.

But most of all, going out into the back field very early on a warm Sunday morning with the real Beirut, my axe, and a big mug of coffee and spending a few hours splitting firewood and playing with the the dog. Bliss.

No moment compares to that. :saint:

Not yet achieved:

Going back up to the Yukon and taking a motorcycle from Whitehorse to the Arctic Circle.

Redleg,

Your boy and I share the same birthday. Must be a great kid. :bow:

BP's Life affirming moments:

1. Going to the actual river of death and discovering a boat underground that leads me to the afterlife. I will need a coin of course. ~D
   
2. Working near the north pole in the North West Territories blowing things up while pondering philosophy.
   
3. Becoming Nietzsche's Superman like the guy in 2001: A Space Odyssey.

Winning the Texas 5a highschool football championship. (we need to win our last 2 to get to the playoffs) or mac could beat Judson and we could beat churchill this week~:cheers:

I think mine is pretty clear by my new username.

I did have a life-deadening moment, though- when I refused to watch Pink Floyd live because I was convinced they would sound miserable, only to find out later they were amazing. And now I will never get another chance to see my favorite band live again. ~:mecry:

This morning when I found that I wouldn't have to go for milk after all

None, my life is miserable and will be miserable... yes, I am depressing. Beat me.

~:(

Past:
Being awarded the last slot on the program for my senior (piano) recital in the MTAC (Music Teachers of California) program, and performing Chopin's Ballade in G Minor well, to the appreciation about of 300 of Sacramento's most talented and dedicated musicians and instructors, at the Crocker Art Gallery back when I was 19 years old. Seeing the joy on my teacher's and mother's faces, and the admiration in my younger brother's face, and even a little respect my father's normally stoic expression. This was the culminating event in about a dozen years of daily practice and annual recitals.

Present:
To lie down to sleep at night and be able to smile, knowing that I made it through another productive, instructive, and enjoyable day, and knowing that I have True friends and family.

Future:
To know--rather than choose to believe--the nature of "things," of myself and my place in "the world," and to understand the reason/purpose of my life. Some have purportedly achieved this; I envy them.

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New found glory

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Shiver...~:eek:

I would imagine the most life affirming moment, however depressing it may be, would be the moment before death.

Or the moment before you come into the world?

Not depressing just a tad gross to think of...:hide:

Most life-affirming moment? Well, I felt pretty good after my conversion about two autumns ago. Also, I feel alive when there is heavy, wet snow hanging off the pines, or when the cool autumn wind pulls at my beard.

Not to sound ironic or dark, but I think the most life-affirming moment that I could ever experience would be dying in either of the above circumstances..ideally from an axe or sword wound.

Past: Watching Pink Floyd on TV in Live 8'
Enjoying Munich on the last day I was there, in the Mariamplatz.

In English, we got assaigned that we needed to do a mock trial (im in mock trail too so it's good practice), it was whether Odysseus was a bad leader, and no one wants to be odysseus, so guess who gets him? Me. Hardest part, but when I took the stand, I realized that if I do my best I cannot lose. And I didn't. Hung Jury, we have the trail again next week.

The thing with that is, our performance was so good that the school is MAKING us do a retrail so they can observe it and the like. And supposedly I had some of the best answers for my questioning, even though I did conceed to sleeping around and losing faith in my men.

Present: Listening to Wilder Wien, Staring at my recently adjusted screen, thinking "Damn...I understand this"
Future: Coming in 1st in Student Congress

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Originally Posted by Beirut

Three involving women that cannot be related here.

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I hope they weren't related to you there either. ~D

:listen: "Psssst! Did you read Papewaio's post? It said... "

~:eek:

:stars: :smash: "Bad Papy! Bad Papy! No more watching Deliverance for you!"

...Still waiting...

If i had to choose something out of my future.....
in a year and four months time, i will be in year 12, having passed my GCSE's and i'll be playing drums in Battle of the bands with three of my best friends, it will be great..

p.s. Our last song played will be Crazy Crazy nights by Kiss, it'll be awesome