I am just returning from attending a celebration for a former student who recently graduated from law school. I was happy that the world didn’t come grinding to a halt so that I could see and visit with Dan (the recent graduate) and his lovely wife Meghan. God is good like that to me – allowing me to step back at just the right times to appreciate how rich my life is. I haven’t seen Dan and Meghan for a few years, but it is comforting to know that I can still reconnect with them and we can laugh and joke like we used to.
On the way home from Dan’s celebration I drove by Taco Bell on 13th Ave. I laughed out loud at their sign that read – “Now Hiring May 21 Survivors” – apparently the humor of the uneventful rapture has even made its way to Taco Bell. Yeah, I am fairly sure even God got a chuckle out of that one.
So the planet is still here and I have been singing a line from an REM song all day – It’s the end of the world as we know it…and I feel fine. Not that I was sitting around waiting for the end of the world today like some folks, but I am acutely aware that life is fleeting and that I could be gone tomorrow. But it occurs to me that although I would regret having to leave my family and friends, I have already lived a fairly full life. Let’s face it, I have had an opportunity to meet my educational goals, to work in a field I love, to marry and divorce three times (and we won’t even go over the cute distractions in-between) and through it all I have been surrounded by people I love and who love me. Really, even if a house landed on me tomorrow I cannot say that fate handed me a bum deal (and yes, I would have on ruby slippers).
So if and when it really is the end of the world for me, worry not, as I feel fine.
Day six hundred and eighty-four of the new forty – obla di obla da