According to this article, a handful of people believe the world ends on May 21, 2011, based on some loose calculations from the bible and the prophecy of some 89-year old guy named Harold Camping.
If theyíre right, then tomorrow is Armageddon, and life as we know it is about to be kaput. They say that earthquakes will begin around 6:00pm in each time zone and roll across the earth in devastating fashion. Others say it will be one big fire. But those who believe think, this is it. The Rapture is here.
Who am I to say whether theyíre right or wrong? Tomorrow will tell.
I have an awesome summer vacation planned with my family, and I choose to hang onto the belief that weíll be eating lobster and riding rollercoasters and swimming in the ocean in August — but in case Iím dead wrong and this is my last blog post, I have a few things I want to say.
My Last Words
I have loved the opportunity to be here on this earth. If the world ends tomorrow, I am not afraid. I have no regrets. And I feel grateful that I started waking up and have spent the last five years living a life I couldnít have dreamed up a decade ago.
I am grateful for ocean surf and spring wildflowers and snow-capped mountains and waterfalls. Iím grateful for redwoods and fall leaves and the scent of jasmine and the way the sand dunes shift in the desert.
I feel blessed to have loved and been loved by many, especially my family and my closest friends. There is no love left unspoken in my life, no person I adore who doesnít know it, I hope. And just in case, I love you Keli. I adore you Tricia. Iíll never stop loving you Kirk and Paul, even though I couldnít stay married. Becca, bless you for walking this whole journey with me. Siena and Matt, youíre the best gifts Iíve ever been given. And Mom, you ROCK.
Iím incredibly grateful for Care2.com and OwningPink.com, to know that I got to make a difference, if only in my small way, here in this community, being here with you. I hope Iím not done, because thereís so much more I dream of doing — but if this is it, Iím glad I got to live out my life purpose and leave the world a little better off than I found it.
I am infinitely grateful that I learned to stare down my fear and kick it to the curb, rather than letting it rule me like it did for the first 40 years of my life. Iím speechless in the presence of a Divine Source so vast and powerful, and at the same time, so loving, present, and personal. Iím glad my faith beat out my fear and that I can face tomorrow with peace in my heart, even if it turns out the zealots are right and itís all over.
If thereís a heaven, I hope Iím invited, along with everyone I love (which includes many people Iíve never met from many creeds and religions). And although Iíll miss this life, this planet, this community, and everything else Iíve come to accept as ďmine,Ē I trust that whateverís next will be okay. Maybe Iíll get to see my father, my cousin Corry, all of my grandparents, and my dog Ariel (dogs go to heaven, right?). Maybe not.