For as long as I can remember, tomorrow’s date has been infamous as the fabled last day of the world. I joke about it all the time, as do a lot of people.
“Doesn’t matter, the world is ending anyway.” I’d udder sarcastically during conversation, not really believing an ounce of it.
But for the sake of this post, what IF the world ended tomorrow? Have you lived a life you are happy with?
I recently ran across this article in my news feed on Facebook about the Top 5 Regrets of the Dying. And, like the author, the list hit me like a ton of bricks.
Have I been a good person? Yes. Have I been relatively successful in a career? Yes. Have I been a responsible member of society? Yes.
But have I lived my life completely how I want to live it? No. Not fully.
I recently wrote about fear and how I’ve let that hold me back in the past. If the world really did end tomorrow, as the big fiery ball of doom came barreling down on us, I’d be disappointed in myself for wasting so much time.
Not that I’m saying my life up until now has been a waste. Not by any means. But I feel like there’s so much more I could and should do. More risks to take. An even more fulfilling life to live.
What that means exactly, I don’t think I’ve fully realized yet. But if I wake up tomorrow and the world is still intact, you better believe I’m going to make more of an effort to find out.
We all should.