Dec. 4, 2012, 10:45 a.m.

Survive the apocalypse: Find your mother

All the what-ifs, the coulda-woulda-shouldas are coming when you think about your life or all life on Earth ending.

Do you ever ask yourself: Did I do well? Am I satisfied with my life? Did I have an impact on someone else’s life? Did I reach all the goals I set for myself? Did I have any regrets or anything that could have been done differently? This may sound arrogant, but my life has no regrets. I am a strong believer that everything happens for a reason even if it is rather hard to understand why at the moment. The different challenges life throws at us are just a test to see how we evolve during a challenge.

Motherhood equals supercharged survival skills

Yet my life has been a far cry from a walk in the park. Everything that happened didn’t kill me, well, besides that one time at age 3, that just made me stronger. Bowing to a challenge is not my style, and it will never be. I am strong-minded, stubborn and persistent; so far this has always served me rather well.

My survival instincts have been sharpened since the birth of my daughter. It’s true: “Don’t mess with momma bear!”

Oh, yes, those few unfortunate people crossing my path who were nasty or inappropriate to my child have learned I will go from nice to I-will-whoop-you in less than one second, and you better run for your life.

All these skills will serve my daughter and me rather well, if the so-often spoken about, end of the world is right around the corner.

I will go down fighting for myself but, most importantly, for my daughter. Zombies, aliens or whatever might take over the Earth will have to go through me before they/it will ever get to my child.

Time's a waisting

If the Mayan Calendar is right, time is winding down rather quickly, considering the end of the world is predicted to be Dec. 21. There aren’t too many items I will be able to mark off my bucket list, but in the end that really doesn’t matter.

My last days in this place will be spent in love and happiness, at least for me and my daughter. We will go to the ocean, eat too much ice cream, watch way too many movies, spend days in our pajamas, see the zoo and the planetarium, and have never-ending pillow fights.

This may seem rather simple to some, but in the end life and death are what you make of them. I will be blessed to have spent it with the one person I love more than myself or anything/anyone else on this planet.

Setting records straight

Anyone who knows me well enough also knows I will go out with a bang. Some people will get the entire truth about what I think of them without my sugarcoating it because I am trying not to hurt anyone’s feelings.

I am sorry, but be smart enough to do better than what you have done before, and if you keep going down the same road, shut up about it and quit annoying the rest of us with your issues. Yes, sorry, but some people will hear something like that.

Why?

Hey, it is the end of the world, and they might as well know.


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