So, listen. I've been really concerned about this Mayan calendar thing. Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't be. Yeah, yeah, it's silly. Yeah, yeah, (taken from my own advice) "the Mayans ended, so obviously their calendar must have, too...." Okay. I'm freaked out. I always get freaked out at doomsday predictions. I shouldn't for more than one reason... It's silly. It's frivolous (I mean, what could I do about it, anyway?!). The Bible doesn't play it this way (I'm Christian in case I haven't mentioned it... I know I've mentioned it or in case you haven't caught it.)
Anyway. I know I'll probably wake up tomorrow without any issue. I know things will be fine. I'm pretty confident in everything going as usual...
But...
I just want to say I love you. I love you to my parents. I love you to my son. I love you to my husband. I love you to my friends with whom I had a hilarious conversation with over dinner tonight. I love you to my dearest lifelong friends. I love you to my friends on Facebook, I love you to my dog. I love you to my old classmates. I love you to (of course) my God. I love you to my friends of the past, I love you to those of you who were foes for a bit... (you know this happened and all I ever want to do is reconcile with people who I was upset with in the past... let's do that, foes... Okay??) I LOVE YOU.
...And as much as I've freaked out about all these doomsday predictions... And as much as I know I should NOT... It at least makes me realize what is valuable. And that is the souls in my life who have gotten me to love them. I LOVE. There isn't anything better I could ask for. I LOVE. YOU. ALL.
Goodnight. And regardless of all of the above, I still really hope I wake up tomorrow.
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