I don't usually post on Saturdays but that's because, well, no one else does and I'm all about jumping on bandwagons. Or not. But today is a special day. How? I don't want to explain it when Boobies, Babies and a Blog explains it so nicely.
To sum up, the world is/was supposed to end today. Jesus was supposed to come for us. Now I'm not religious at all but I do believe in God, but I really don't believe in this stuff. If the world's going to end, it's going to be because of some natural disaster or something. Not because of Jesus.
I hadn't even really heard of the world ending until recently. It must've been new news. I've heard all about it ending in 2012.
If the world really ended today I would be so mad that I went to work. What a waste of time. And that I went to bed last night. I would also die pretty unhappy never getting to meet my baby.
But when I really think about it, I wouldn't have any major regrets if I died today.
Maybe I haven't travelled anywhere exciting like the Bahamas or Paris or Disney World.
I haven't done anything risky like sky diving or bungee jumping or even scuba diving.
I haven't had a lot of money to be able to do a ton of fun things.
I haven't been married.
I haven't had any children.
I haven't learned how to cook a turkey dinner without help.
I don't have a ton of friends.
I spend my free days lazing around the house.
But I did get to travel on a plane once.
I've felt the excitement of a ferris wheel.
I spent my money on things I love.
I've fallen in love.
I've felt a baby kicking in my stomach.
I swam in the ocean and made forts in the woods.
I have a couple of the most supportive, amazing friends anyone could ask for.
I've had many nights where I laughed until I cried.
I've seen an old man's face light up when I walked into the room.
I do what I love with my time, not what I feel like I should do.
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And I am more than happy with all of that.